My daughter is 15. A month ago she got her first "real" boyfriend.
All thoughts I had about doing something outside the home flew out of my head. Right now I am her confidant, her adviser, her guardian... at the very least, I'm a *presence* that holds her accountable.
She's a very good girl, but I don't trust any teenager. I feel that she needs me now more than ever.
That's fabulous. My mom was a SAHM and was the absolute LAST person on earth I would have talked to at that age, I didn't have a boyfriend until I was 17, and still wouldn't have talked to her.