It was hard enough to find somebody the first time, when I was young and untarnished by the scars of motherhood.
By Katherine Sargent
I had to let go of the idea that I was the only one who could meet my children’s needs.
By Samantha Shanley
I could not teach my stepdaughter, this girl so quickly becoming a woman, that to stay was always right.
By Katie Gutierrez
What if our split isn’t the best thing for her? What if it does irreparable harm?
By Robin L. Flanigan
I needed to embrace the role of supportive parent, to leave the coaching to my daughter’s coaches. But I just couldn’t do it.
By Keith Landry
Being an advocate for a cause in general is quite a separate thing from letting your own kid be different.
By Kimberley Moran
“You’re not going to be good at everything,” I say. It’s a standard line in our house.
By Lauren Apfel
I wish the kids could stay this age forever—on the cusp of leaving, but never leaving—only I know it would not end well.
By Catherine Newman
Kids—they break you wide open and expose parts you didn’t even know could feel pain.
By Katie Rose Guest Pryal
He’s passing as a boy now—as long as he binds his breasts.
By Katrin Grace