I grew up in an emotional, loud, boisterous home. While that has its own set of issues, one thing I heard many times every day was, "I love you." As such, we say it a lot in our home. Wottadoll at Chasing the Gerber Dragon didn't grow up in that kind of household and is finding herself struggling with verbally sharing her love with her child.
Like all my bad habits, I blame this on my mother. "I love you" was never said in our house, not ever, and physical contact was kept to a bare minimum. Only later in life did my sister and I hug our mother as a greeting; I remember almost no hugs or kisses as a child (I'm not saying they never happened, I just don't remember any). I know we're not alone in this - there are many New England WASP-y types who grew up in emotionally stunted, non-demonstrative families. I remember an Intervention episode some years ago where a young addict was desperate to have her mother say "I love you" and the mother just couldn't say the words, even during the intervention, even with everyone in the room yelling at her "just say it!!!" This is how deep this stuff goes.
I so don't want Bumpus to have to guess if I love him or not.
Did you struggle with saying the l-word to your child(ren)? Continue reading her post and offer her some encouragement.
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