Yesterday I was looking on my Timehop and a blog popped up that I shared a year ago (I didn't write it). It was titled "Why I get to hate you." https://noonetellsthetruth.wordpress.com/2015/02/14/why-i-get-to-hate-you/ All of the points in the article were spot on. But the article also made me realize that I am the lucky one.
1) I got to witness all of the firsts. From rolling over to walking, riding a bike, talking, the list goes on and on. Those firsts brought so much joy to me. Mason was actually walking for a month before you ever knew. The only reason you found out was because I finally told you. As a parent you are so proud of your child, I would never want to miss that!
2) When Mason is sad, hurt, or sick who does he call for? Not you. He wants me, or even sometimes he wants his Grandma or Aunt Bree. We have been his caretakers his whole life. We give him comfort, you don't fit in in that category.
3) I am the one who is shaping him into the person he is. I am the one who has taught him how to walk, how to talk, how to ride a bike, how to use the potty. And yes, potty training was difficult when Mason would go to your house because you didn't take it seriously. But Mason succeeded in learning even with that challenge. I am the one who taught Mason his good manners, I am the reason he says please and thank you. I know you like to take credit for all of these things, the only thing I will give you credit for is teaching him bad words. I am sure you think its funny, but the poor child is confused on what he can do at your house but what he can't do at my house.
4) The biggest thing is that I am the one who gets to watch him grow up and spend the time with him. I wouldn't want it any other way even on the bad days. But that was your choice. Don't act like I tried to keep Mason from you. You are the one who chose to be a very minute part of his life. I wonder if you ever wonder what my life is like. Being able to spend everyday with Mason. But I honestly don't think you do. If you did I would think you would soak up all of the time you are given with him now, but you don't. And also you don't ever ask how Mason is doing, you really have no idea about his life. You didn't know that Mason had the flu last week and when I called and texted you to tell you that Mason was being put on breathing treatments this week there was no response. I had to track you down after HOURS of no response. Don't you ever worry? You must be very trusting of my parenting skills, but you should know accidents do happen sometimes. When Mason is with you I am worried sick all weekend. I make sure I am not too far away incase anything would happen. I make sure I always have my phone and that it is always charged, because I don't want to miss a call. I make sure that I am not drunk incase I would have to drive somewhere. That is what makes us different. I have learned that life is no longer about me, it is about Mason.
I know this post won't be a surprise to anyone. It is not like I just spilled the beans about your parenting. I think everyone already knows. After 4 years I do not hate you. I just feel sorry for you. I am the lucky one here and you are not. I actually worry about you for Mason's sake. I think about how I have a job, a house, a college degree. I have made a great life for Mason, but where are you?
1) I got to witness all of the firsts. From rolling over to walking, riding a bike, talking, the list goes on and on. Those firsts brought so much joy to me. Mason was actually walking for a month before you ever knew. The only reason you found out was because I finally told you. As a parent you are so proud of your child, I would never want to miss that!
2) When Mason is sad, hurt, or sick who does he call for? Not you. He wants me, or even sometimes he wants his Grandma or Aunt Bree. We have been his caretakers his whole life. We give him comfort, you don't fit in in that category.
3) I am the one who is shaping him into the person he is. I am the one who has taught him how to walk, how to talk, how to ride a bike, how to use the potty. And yes, potty training was difficult when Mason would go to your house because you didn't take it seriously. But Mason succeeded in learning even with that challenge. I am the one who taught Mason his good manners, I am the reason he says please and thank you. I know you like to take credit for all of these things, the only thing I will give you credit for is teaching him bad words. I am sure you think its funny, but the poor child is confused on what he can do at your house but what he can't do at my house.
4) The biggest thing is that I am the one who gets to watch him grow up and spend the time with him. I wouldn't want it any other way even on the bad days. But that was your choice. Don't act like I tried to keep Mason from you. You are the one who chose to be a very minute part of his life. I wonder if you ever wonder what my life is like. Being able to spend everyday with Mason. But I honestly don't think you do. If you did I would think you would soak up all of the time you are given with him now, but you don't. And also you don't ever ask how Mason is doing, you really have no idea about his life. You didn't know that Mason had the flu last week and when I called and texted you to tell you that Mason was being put on breathing treatments this week there was no response. I had to track you down after HOURS of no response. Don't you ever worry? You must be very trusting of my parenting skills, but you should know accidents do happen sometimes. When Mason is with you I am worried sick all weekend. I make sure I am not too far away incase anything would happen. I make sure I always have my phone and that it is always charged, because I don't want to miss a call. I make sure that I am not drunk incase I would have to drive somewhere. That is what makes us different. I have learned that life is no longer about me, it is about Mason.
I know this post won't be a surprise to anyone. It is not like I just spilled the beans about your parenting. I think everyone already knows. After 4 years I do not hate you. I just feel sorry for you. I am the lucky one here and you are not. I actually worry about you for Mason's sake. I think about how I have a job, a house, a college degree. I have made a great life for Mason, but where are you?
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