My boy is a senior in High School now and I am feeling concerned for him. He's withdrawn from all his friends, he doesn't go out on the weekends, and all he wants to do is hang out at home. I talked with my psychiatrist about it and she told me that "it's normal for boys to mature later than girls." I even confessed that I think my son might try to make a sexual advance to me! It pained me to confess that to her; as if I didn't speak it aloud then it would go away. He cupped my bum when he hugged me last week, even though there is more evidence to prove that it's not just in my head, that was enough for her to agree with me. I am a good mother. I swear to you! I worry for my son. I want him to grow up normally, and I don't want to cross the line. I have one more confession that I haven't told anyone, not my psychiatrist, nor my sister, or my closest girlfriend, come in close and I will whisper it to you, and you alone. I feel sexy when he looks at me. I swear to you that I will not act on it. He is just a boy, my boy, and he will grow out of this stage. He will need me to help him through it.