Saturday, February 16, 2013

I hate you

It was just a matter of time, and I knew it.

From the moment my newborn babies were placed in my arms for the very first time, I knew that today would come.

I knew that eventually those words would come out.

I hate you.

To be completely honest, I'm a bit amazed that it's taken as long as it has.  I have almost twelve years of mothering under my belt, and figured that it would have happened sooner than this.

I also expected it to come first from a different child.


They keep you on your toes.

As I sit here and write this, the child who screamed at me that I'd ruined her life and that she hated me rages in her room.

I know that she's throwing things.  I know that she is crying as loud as she can to make sure I hear her.  I know that she slammed her door for full effect.

She knows that she was wrong.  She knows she is overreacting.  She doesn't care right now.

I just sit here and breathe.

I know that I'm doing the right thing.  Staying calm.  Reminding her that we treat each other with respect in this family, and that her words are not okay.  Telling her that she will be punished for being disrespectful.  Staying consistent every time she attempts to beg off her punishment by coming down the stairs and snuggling up to me.

I did not yell.  I did not lash out in anger at her.

I'm not angry.

I am hurt.

Even though I knew this day would come, even though there have been hints at this for a while now.  It still hurts. Her sister started accusing me of ruining her life months ago, but this combination of words never came out.

Until today.

Their older brother has never been the authority challenger in the house.  He's not the limit pusher or boundary tester.  He keeps his head down and does what he's supposed to almost all the time, and when he is called on his mistakes he tends to realize that the punishment is deserved.  He might be sad and angry, he might make pathetic faces at me, but he doesn't rage.  He doesn't yell.

His sisters do.

I'm ruining their lives, one day at a time.  Or so they think.

And that's fine.  I can live with it.  I'll add a thicker layer of skin and hold my ground.  I'll tell them to go hate me in their rooms.  I'll remind them that hate is a strong word and should only be used for situations more serious than whatever this one is.

They can hate me all they want for enforcing boundaries, for teaching lessons, for things in life outside my control.  I hope that their reasons will always revolve around re-scheduled play dates and inconveniences and least favorite dinners.

I hope they never have real reasons to hate me.

I hope I never give them those reasons.

God, I hope.


  1. Love this....feeling it

  2. I love this line, "I'll tell them to go hate me in their rooms."

    I wrote that I hated my mom on the wall in pen when I was in first grade. I got in big trouble! I feel bad for my mom now because I know it must have hurt her feelings.

    Stand your ground. You are doing the right thing!

  3. I'm feeling the hurt. My 7 yr old daughter this week has tested my limits, heart and my sanity all toooo far. Started with lying about receiving a "red" card at school-said she was talking, when come to find out, she wrote every bad word all across her homework, including sex...than she stole from a store, and lied about it, and just this morning, I discovered she's been throwing up her food-explains the 8lbs weight loss in a week:/ I right now "hate" myself. I'm obviously the "fuckup" here. Any advice?!?

    1. Is there a school psychologist her school? The behavior issues and stealing are concerning certainly, but the purging is something you need to enlist the help of professionals with for sure. Asking for help doesn't mean we fail our children, quite the opposite. It means we love them enough to seek help. I wish you and your little girl the best. xo

    2. You are not the "fuckup". Reality is that lying and stealing are not unusual childhood behaviors, especially in younger children who haven't learned impulse control.

      Purging, however, is not as common. I would seek help either through the school counselor/psychologist OR your daughter's doctor. Eating disorders can be addressed with therapy and medical support.

      Hugs to you and your daughter. May you find support to help both of you through this!


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