My husband was a soldier and away quite a lot for weeks and sometimes months at a time, so had to sort of be both parents as many mothers do. I tried to always make sure he had stability and grounding beneath him. To be there as needed, to not be when not as he grew. That he always knew he was loved and wanted. We talked a lot. Must have got it right somewhere, he is in his mid 30's now, 6ft 4", still gives me a hug at times, takes delight in putting his chin on my head, still close and talks if he needs to. And his wife is quite comfortable with all. So perhaps we can end these adoption issues with us, they dont have to affect anyone else after us.
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