I'm practically ancient around these parts. 39 years old and counting. My mother became a grandmother for the first time a few months after she turned 40. Yeah, I'm feeling it.
I did semi-attached parenting 17 years ago with the oldest, not knowing that it had a name but knowing that it was the right thing to do for me. He is now a confident, well-mannered (if sometimes slightly scatterbrained) teenager.
I go with the theory that there is only one expert on my child, and it isn't me. It's the child. It's my job to interpret what he is trying to tell me about his wants and needs.



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