It’s been like 5,000 years since I posted anything, and I’m sorry. Not that your world is bleak and blank without me. I know you have lives and everything. It’s just that this thing is supposed to be a community blog, and I feel a teensy bit guilty for falling down on the job.
Anyway, I noticed something disturbing about myself the last few days: I’m a mommy’s girl. My mom is coming to visit for the weekend (she lives in Indiana), and instead of getting totally amped and letting the rays of my shiny joy light up the atmosphere and warm everyone in my orbit, I’ve been completely cranky the last few days. I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why I’ve been such a bitch, and then it occurred to me: I still want my mommy to take care of me. I don’t want to work (even though I love my job), I don’t want to pay the bills, I don’t want to clean the bathroom (I did — you don’t NOT clean the bathroom when your mom’s coming to visit).
In short, I don’t want to be an adult — because, dammit, my mommy’s the adult.
How messed up is that? I’m nearly 32 frickin’ years old! But throw Mom into the mix, and suddenly I’m 10 and want to put the thermometer on the lightbulb to prove I’m sick so Mommy will call my teacher and make homemade chicken soup and move the TV into my bedroom so we can watch Days of Our Lives together while she rubs my head and makes noises of pity and understanding. And then I get miraculously better and we shop.
Can someone say “Codependent”?
Maybe it’s that she lives so far away now. I don’t know. But it’s frightening how quickly I can turn from being a semi-functional adult-type person into a sniveling mess of junk.
Anyone else have mommy issues they’d like to get off their chest?
I wonder if that dependence ever subsides? I still feel the hole that’s left since mine passed. I understand completely, Aly. Maybe it’s a symptom of a greater need, but our eyes are fixed on the personification of God in the closest behavioral likeness…
side note: can someone tell me why I use words of greater syllabic content when I’m commenting on your posts?
[quote comment="106823"]side note: can someone tell me why I use words of greater syllabic content when I’m commenting on your posts?[/quote]
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Signalling_theory
interesting
I go through adolescent regression sometimes - usually when Gretchen is out of town. I stop taking care of myself, devote huge amounts of time to doing single-minded things like writing music or programming computers, and just generally shirk all responsibilities.
I don’t think it’s a mommy issue for me - she was not really the nurturing type. It’s more of a “The part of me that still wants to live in a dorm and eat pizza out of a box every day will never completely die” thing.
Beth is gone for the week. I TOTALLY agree with that mentality. Funny, I never would’ve dubbed them “single-minded” things, but it hits the nail on the head.
why are we not drinking beer at 3 AM and setting high scores on all of Nolan’s video games?
call me!
have you ever noticed that the Bible tells the dad’s to not exasperate their children but says nothing to mom’s!! or the way it compares God’s love for us with a singular act (nursing) that only a mother can perform!! i watch my wife care for our daughter and know that I will never be able to comfort my daughter in that way. i’m a gentle man but when compared to my wife i’m a clod.
who doesn’t long for a mother’s love, isn’t drawn to be wrapped up in loving arms without a care in the world, to be safe ans secure and able to move out into the world because mom will be there?
[quote comment="106926"]have you ever noticed that the Bible tells the dad’s to not exasperate their children but says nothing to mom’s!![/quote]
Yeah, that seems to be an oversight on the part of the bible. Most of the people I know are way more exasperated by their mom’s than they are by their dads. I know I am.
That’s my experience, too. I think my situation’s pretty rare — most moms have a special way of getting under their kid’s skin. And by special, I mean “needling with guilt trips and manipulation and nagging.”
Sigh.