I am terrified that I won't love this child.
That this poor kid will grow up with its mother always secretly wishing it was someone else.
Don't my own parents wish I was someone else?
Hasn't their acceptance always been conditional on me towing the line?
And don't I wish I was someone else????
2 comments:
it is a very common and natural for mothers to doubt themselves. Our environment is very successful at making is feel like that. Starting with her first child, a mother will likely to hear her husband, her mom, and a folksy yakhna on the bus, "the baby is thirsty! hungry! wants a pacifier! Bamba!"
But my solution during doubts and those light cases of post-partum depressions is to hug my babies - and that will always imprint on them, and bond you beyond any words! Same works for cold-blooded fathers. A hugs is worth all the toys and treats?
I'm also scared of not loving my baby enough. I think it comes from my mom who was always very cold and distant and I'm afraid I will be like her, and the fact that I've never been a huge fan of kids (although I wanted my own) so I haven't spent a lot of time around them. But people tell me this is a common thing to worry about :)
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