Little Winged One
Or perhaps I should say your primary caregiver when growing up?
awwI don't understand how she seems so in love with these other children when
she had me, she never read to me..or did anything that made me feel like I was special
I would give her my prized possessions and draw for hours for the second
of attention I got for giving it to her.
my mom sat with me in a rocking chair and hugged me until i was hot and couldn't breathe, kept saying i was the sweetest boy ever, how did i ever get so sweet? uggggghh. that's not good for a guy to hear growing up.No, my mom was fond of saying things like I love you so much it makes my heart hurt. Disgusting!
i don't think fortunate is the right word there, lol.Sorry-forgot to add something-Liarsclub-you're fortunate,would she be willing to adopt me???!!
smotheringI can't imagine what it's like to have one of those warm, caring mothers who gives entirely too much of themselves to make their children happy.
claustrophobicWhat it would be like to have one of those warm, caring, affectionate, 'smothering' mothers, I'd have no idea.
Funny, I always wanted to be an orphan because I didn't feel loved, so I figured that would be better, or to somehow get adopted by some couple with a more caring mother.i always envied the people whose mom's just didn't care what they were doing. i craved a mom like that. i wanted to be an orphan. i realize the reality of it would be different though.
and i know my mom was trying to do well - her mom had sort of rejected her, so she went a bit overboard showing me affection. but at the same time, i felt like i was almost a mother substitute for her as a kid, which is not good.