As the mother of both a twelve year old and seventeen year old daughter, I find myself confused that my girls don’t still spend all of their time hanging off of my hip the way they used to. Don’t get me wrong –for teenagers they are sweet and love their mother, I’m one of the lucky ones, but I’m definitely not their whole world any more. If I’m honest, I am not as secure with that change as I’d like to be.  I’m working on it, but it’s a struggle. When preparing for a new baby, you read all the things and you do all the things and you prepare…