“That was back when we had a functional family” said my husband as he reminisced about a past weekend away camping in Dorset. It was said in jest but I think we both knew there was an element of truth behind it. Life with teenagers is flipping hard work. We’ve had our fair share of struggles over the last two years and I wouldn’t say that we are out the other side just yet. We still attend family therapy once a month (what a joy that is) and one of us will inevitably butt heads with a certain child on a daily basis. I’m sorry to be the bearer of bad news people but bringing up teenagers is probably the hardest thing I’ve ever… View Post