Looking back on your parenting, with the ones who matter
From the archives: the year is 2017, a lifetime ago. I’m interviewing my daughter, early 20’s. Number 2 daughter, 17 nearly 18, is nearby but applying for a university loan, interjecting occasionally to ask technical questions or roll her eyes; I can hear the distant sounds of a teen son playing a video game in another room. My daughter is 22; a year into her first nursing job beyond tertiary education and about to move into her first home. It’s a milestone on several fronts, and I find myself looking back on my parenting, contemplating the things I did right, and the things I did wrong. I’ve worked for a parenting organisation; I’ve led workshops for parents on communication and relationship skills. I’ve been in the position where other women looked to me for wisdom and advice. I’ve also been careful not to present myself as one with all the answers but a fellow (and sometimes desperate) learner. I wonder if my assessment of my mothering matches hers. Do I elevate the succ