Articles are being written about research showing that 65% of all parents prefer one child over another. So, it’s sort of proving that when one sibling cries to the other because their parents “love you the best”, it’s totally true. I guess my sister wasn’t lying to me. I AM the favorite. I mean, my parents used to tell me all the time that I was. In fact, if my memory serves me right, so did my grandparents. Wow, as I’m writing this, I am feeling sorry for my poor, unloved, unwanted sister.
Well, not in my house. I don’t have a favorite child. I love each of my children individually, their own unique qualities making them shine.
My oldest is my favorite because he is my first born. He was the first time I saw what my heart really looks like.
My daughter is my favorite because she is the little girl I always wanted. She made a dream come true and still does.
My youngest is my favorite because he is my baby I never thought I would have.
My oldest stepchild, the daughter of my heart, is my favorite because she is the one my mother cursed me with. She’s just like me.
And my stepson is my favorite because he brings the most drama to the family. Who doesn’t love a good drama?
At certain times…
I may be prouder of one child than I am of another.
I may be happier with one than I am with the others.
I may be more excited for one than the others.
There are times, however, that I hate one more than the other. Yeah, true story.
There are times when I want to smack one child more than the other. What?
There are moments when I want to shake a child more than the others. Sure, why not.
There are times when I want to help one child pack so that they can carry out their threat of running away. Huh?
There are even times when I consider putting an ad on Craigslist stating “Obnoxious child. Free to good home.” Is there something wrong with that?
And, there are times when I want to take one child to an unfamiliar place and leave him/her there. I’m serious.
Yes, I’m here telling you that I love all my children equally. I really do. BUT SOMETIMES, I hate one, at a particular moment, far more than any other.
I did. I used the word hate. I can even say despise.
It’s usually for a fleeting moment, those negative emotions. They do happen though.
But I can honestly say, I don’t love one child more than any other.
I love, with every single fiber of my being, each of my children with none of them being my favorite.
Bragging rights in my house belongs belongs to my Silky Terrier, Oscar.
He’s actually my favorite. I mean, look how cute and well behaved he is. Do you blame me?
Oh, Missy we have something in common, I was always a favorite child, I know it!!! My dad had 2 boys before me and he always wanted a girl. I was his little girl until he passed away. I am not so sure I don’t have a favorite child in my house, but I am keeping my mouth shot about it.
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Hey, I see that you got your mojo back! :))
Great post, M!
ps: Yeah, gotta give it to Oscar. He IS cute.
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I’m the same way. I love my children equally. Maybe not always the same way, but always in the same amount.
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I think we love differently, not more or less. Each of our kids comes into our lives at a different time and for a different reason. And yes, I’ve joked with my children on more than one occasion that if they don’t cut the nonsense I would sell them om eBay…
Great post. My boys are 7 years apart so I spent the first 7 years telling my oldest that he was my favorite. Now that he has a baby brother, I try very hard not to use that word with either of them
I only have one husband, however, and he will always be my favorite. ; )
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I was the favorite. My sister (she’s younger) was favored by my grandparents. Given that we lived together as an extended family, it balanced out.
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I had to laugh about posting them on Craig’s List. When mine was small (pre-internet days) I used tell him I’d put a sign on his neck, “Free to a good home” and set him on the side of the road. In fact, I still tell him that occasionally!
But in reference to favorites, since I only have the one he must be my favorite.
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That was beautifully said. My children know they are very much loved in very different ways. Each is an individual and you can’t possibly love them the same. I think you did a great job of expressing that. Lucky kids 🙂
I love your line “He was the first time I saw what my heart really looks like.” because it is true as is “There are moments when I want to shake a child more than the others.” I would never do it but the image has come into my brain, sigh. Thanks for making me feel normal 🙂
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Great post and so very true. All three of my kids are my favorites for many reasons.
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