Fascinating discussion going on at The Juggle about which parenting years are the hardest. I find myself crawling toward the end of my day, bone tired, and when I finally make it to bed, I'm asleep in minutes (my kids are 7 and almost 4). And yet, the tales of teenage years told by commenters make this time sound like a walk in the park. I find myself full of admiration for the people who, by the very act of raising their children, deal with some of the most elemental challenges one can face. I know parenting has pushed me to places I never thought I'd go.
One comment struck me in its bluntness and power:
When giving or receiving advice – be careful of attribution error. You kids may have turned out well in spite of you – rather than because of you.
Ouch. But true. How can we ever know how much is "us" and how much is "them?"