I grew up in a household where everything was equal … so much so that I remember the first time I sat down with Mum at Christmas time (after being told that Santa wasn’t real) and saw her list. Each of us had the exact same amount of money spent on us to the cent.
But it wasn’t just money that my Mum was equal with it was love and time.
Fast forward a couple of years and now I am going to be the Mum (8 working weeks left - SUPER EXCITING ... I am planning on working right up until 38 weeks). And...in the beginning, it will just be to one child, but Phillip and I plan on having more than one – so making sure that our love, time and money is spread equally is important to me.
Phillip joked that he would make the children fight for his love. I know he was most definitely joking because he said it in front of my Mum – who said she would take the children away from him if he chose to do that.
But it made me think about life experiences and how they shape us.
Mum played an active role in our lives – especially in terms of sport. She coached not only my Netball team, but also my sisters. She was at every game cheering us on. She never missed a debate or a dance concert and always had time to read over our assignments.
Phillip on the other hand tells the story of the one and only time that his Dad came to watch him play AFL – and how he was knocked out in the first 15 seconds. He went up for the bounce, caught the ball, but was pinned at the arms and taken head first into the cricket pitch in the middle of the oval.
However, Phillip’s Dad is so full of praise for his eldest son who played soccer.
Okay – that was the sport that Phillip’s Dad played, so you can understand that he would be more excited about it. He might not have been familiar with AFL and so that’s why he might dismiss it.
But I feel like my husband gets dismissed at most things and most opinions because he is the youngest… but even more bluntly, because his Dad has a favourite.
If it is something that you’ve grown up with then you think it is normal – but from the outside, I’m confused and angry. I don’t want my husband or my children made to compete against the favourite.
They are perfect just the way that they are and they are PERFECT in my eyes. And, no matter what, I will do my best every day to make sure that my children know that I love them equally and unconditionally.
I vow never to have a favourite child!
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