I'm a grandmother now. The hardest thing I've learned is when to keep my opinions to myself.

The author sees her adult children struggle with parenting like she once did. Courtesy of the author I remember how overwhelming motherhood was, and I see my sons facing similar challenges. I sometimes disagree with their parenting decisions, but try to listen instead of offering advice. I'm learning that supporting my adult children means giving them room to make their own choices. I remember vividly how hard the preschool years were. My world was turned upside down while my husband's life remained virtually unchanged. I was swamped with diaper changes , feeding, bathing, and preparing for my fifth-grade class the next day. He accepted a longer commute so we could live closer to my work and both of our families for support .