When Your Children Are Not Your Children Anymore.
I seem to have always referred to them collectively as “The Children”. When they were small they hung on my every word. I told them what to do and showed them how and when to do it, simple!?
With only fourteen months between them it was almost like having twins. Their personalities were quite different, a gregarious girl and a shy quiet boy, which I think is quite a common occurrence. I was determined their early lives would be about learning and laughing so from birth to pre-school we tried to make everyday a fun day.
If your opinion is sought and advice given you hope it helps but ultimately, sometimes sadly, they have to learn to deal with things themselves, all I could do was ensure a stable, loving and supportive environment was waiting at home.
They’re pretty good about keeping in touch, mostly.
They both talk to me as if I’m a best friend (I am) not just Mum! I am included in their lives as much as I can reasonably expect as a parent, long may it continue.
They are branching out and gaining the confidence and independence to lead the life they want for themselves.
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