Parent Adult Children Relationships

Allow this book to guide you in supporting your child in the best way possible. Overcoming bedwetting does not have to be frustrating; it can be done with patience, ease and confidence, especially when you are guided and well-informed in making the right decision.

Is there such a thing as a perfect parent? This heart-wrenching novel tells the story of a mother asking herself just that. Her children have grown up and aren't dependent on her, and so she finds herself left alone with her thoughts -- many of them fond memories, others are thoughts of regret. Had she gotten things right as a mother?

How often have you seen a teenage girl pretend to be perturbed, but secretly smile, when she is told that she acts or looks just like her mother? Fathers, brothers, and friends sometimes shake their heads in wonder as girls "turn into their mothers". This new collection from Chicken Soup represents the best stories from Chicken Soup's library on the special bond between mothers and daughters, and the magical, mysterious similarities between them.

Margot Sorrell didn't want to go home. She had spent all her adult life trying not to look behind. But a text from her sister Lucy brought her back to Somerset. 'I need you.' As Margot, Lucy and their eldest sister, Eve, reunite in the house they grew up in beside the river, the secrets they keep from each other and from themselves, refuse to stay hidden. A wedding brings them together but long-simmering resentments threaten to tear the family apart.

What was mothering like in the past? When acclaimed historian Sarah Knott became pregnant, she asked herself this question. But accounts of motherhood are hard to find. For centuries, historians have concerned themselves with wars, politics and revolutions, not the everyday details of carrying and caring for a baby. These details matter: they shape our feelings and give structure to our hours. But they leave little historical trace. Much to do with becoming a mother, past or present, is lost or forgotten.