I read threads like these and I really feel Iv'e failed my children. They both have diff fathers, dd (7) see's her df randomly and ds (5) hasn't seen his df since he was 4 months old. Iv'e never had a live in partner it's always been them and me. One bf they met turned violent and I ended up in a rufuge and the only other man that has come around was a brief moment of madness when I got back with dd dad.
I was only 17 when I got pregnant and 17 when I had her, I farmed her out most weekends and carried on as normal, when she was 7/8 months she went into the creche at the college I was in.
No my dc are not feral, they eat to the table with knifes and forks, been potty trained before 2 and have had a uk holiday every year, bedtimes and clean bed to sleep in there has been dark days where I didn't leave the house apart from to go shop for fags/electric/milk and lived solely on benefits
. I hated baby groups and none of my friends had dc then. Threads like these make me sad because yes I had a very chaotic lifestyle and no I didn't always put them first ( I was still a teenager and theres 17 months between them) I found it a real struggle at times, and threads like this make me wonder if I have really fucked them up for life.
There both normal, very bright, sociable, the opposite of shy, popular children in school. Still makes me think when I hear about the brain scans and such like.