I recently read an article in the New York Times about parenting teenage daughters. I had such mixed feelings about the woman’s story! I couldn’t quite grasp whether she was complaining, venting, musing, or just rambling. She seemed to be saying that teenage girls are horrible beasts almost all of the time, but that every now and then, she saw a spark of the girl they used to be. I was confused and almost irritated by this. Ever since reading it, I’ve asked myself, is this the way it’s supposed to be? Am I doing something wrong? Am I missing something in my child-rearing skills? Do my children have to hate me, treat me with disgust and disrespect, and talk horribly about me behind my back in order for them to grow into mature women? Should I try to turn back the hands of time and make this happen? Read more
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