Only 5 days now. The suitcases are out and I am nervous. As I read the various posts I am constantly amazed at the damages caused to us by our parents. I am a parent. Probably because of the damage caused to me I didn't particularly want children, but the first one came anyway. When they put him in my arms my feelings were indescribable. I would have killed for him. I felt exactly the same way when my second son was born. How can anyone treat a child this way? Especially when they are your own flesh and blood. I am an old lady now and my sons are middle aged. But we still speak and are on good terms. And I never did to them what my mother did to me.