I’m almost certain that teenagers inhabit a time space continuum that is separate from those of their parents. For them, time slows to a crawl. I remember how I felt the year I began high school, thinking that it would take absolutely FOREVER to get through four years before graduation. But now that I am a parent, I experience time on a completely different plane. Time gallops so fast that it seems the years have lapped me before I have taken a step out of the starting gate. Ten years ago, my four-year-old played dress-up with the dog and made … Continue reading A motherhood mulligan?