Three I believe. My sister was one.
My folks were divorced when I was 6. The divorce was final on the day my baby sister was born.
Hey, spooje, the divorce was final for my parents the day my sister was born as well. I was almost three.
i was six when the whole thing started happening and my dad moved out, dont know when it was “final”.
dont worry i was already screwed up, still am…
I’d say it started to go downwards quicklike about age 8 or 9. Then for the next 15 or so years, they would reconcile, separate. Between my dad’s 2nd and 3rd (current) wife, they made a go of it again. I was probably 22 or so at the time.
I, like Delphica, just wish they’d done it once and for all and got on with it.
I think my parents still, in some twisted way, love each other. They are the poster children for how NOT to handle divorce with regards to your children.
I’m another one in that boat. I was born and 18 months later they split up. In a year they reconciled and remarried. They both had affairs (which they still have pictures from) but they did get back together and as far as I know still are. I wouldn’t call their marriage a happy one, but more one of mutual disinterest and loathing with a helping of dysfunction and a sprinkle of dependence.
I have a very similar situation. My parents divorced when I was 2, then remarried each other when I was 9.
In short, the years between the ages of 2-9 were bliss. The years when I was 9+ were hell.
Oops, yeah. I forgot to answer myself. Looks like the divorce is gonna finally come through after over 2 years of separation, so I’ll be 21. From the replies above, looks like I am an oddball! :eek:
When I was 21, last year.
I was nine when my parents split up on May 25, 1979. That night while staying at my cousin’s house, my favorite stuffed animal dog (which I’d had since I was a baby and still slept with [don’t ask why I still slept with a stuffed animal at age nine] was torn apart by my cousin’s real-life dog while I slept.
Needless to say, it wasn’t a good day for me.
To this day my mother still feels guilty about it and keeps searching for that same dog for me.
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I was 15 when Dad move out of the house. What a screwed up time. My mom and I got a cat to replace him. The actual divorce happened at the beginning of the next school year and by that time I was enjoying living with the cat so much more than living with my dad.
I was about a year old when my parents divorced. After that it was just Mom and me(no brothers or sisters) for 17-18 years until she remarried.
The divorce came through when I was 5.
A good age–I was old enough to remember the fights, but young enough not to remember all the things they said to each other. I also got to go through the typical “I caused my parents’ divorce” during the relatively idyllic time of elementary school, rather than the fucked up times of middle and high school.
They still don’t get along–over 15 years later. My mom’s still bitter that my dad got custody of me (I’m F, which is somewhat relevant in her attitude).
They separated last year – I was 22.
This is the funny thing (“funny” as in “hmmmmm” not “ha ha”): It was all my mother’s idea, and yet my dad’s the one who’s better off now (happier, more well-adjusted). My mother has started having panic attacks since she’s moved away.
This is the sad thing: My mother recently told me that she hopes my father might take her back, not because she still loves him, but because she doesn’t like living alone. She’s asked me to talk to my dad about this.
It’s no fun being old enough to act as your parents’ ambassador during a separation. 
23 I do believe. I remember mom making a big scene at my college graduation. Thanks mom for making it memorable 
My parents were divorced when I was still a baby. Mom divorced #2 when I was about 6, #3 about 10, #4 around15. She gave up after 4. Dad remarried when I was about 5 and has been happily married for 20+ years now.
My older brother has been married and divorced already, and is working on divorce #2 (that is if he actually gets married to this one). Me, I’m still waiting on Mr. Right.
I got you all beat! (What, you mean this isn’t a contest?) My parents got divorced about 3 years ago, when I was 30. So it didn’t affect my development too much.
I was 17 when my parents divorced.
If I may answer for my children, I left my first husband when my daughter was 3 months old and our divorce was final when she was about 18 months old.
My husband’s first wife left him and their child when their daughter was 6 months old and their divorce was final when she was about 3.
I was nine. My Mom moved out of the house, and we three kids stayed with Dad from then on. I’m always surprised at how unusual that still is.
i was 7 and my little sister was 5. it didn’t hit her until she was about 8. they are friends and live 3 miles apart, although it was in the divorce decree that my mom not leave town until my little sister graduatedm which is this year, and i think she is moving to NM. they are both remarried and i have a ridiculously large step-family.