Give Mommy Some Love, Damn It!

You know that moment when your first child begins to talk and spontaneously blurts out those precious words -- I love you, Mommy.

Yeah, I was totally robbed of that moment.
Jackie: My first child, my beautiful son, was amazing in every way. He was beautiful and strong and happy and sweet. But that kid would hold his feelings so close to the vest, I thought I would lose my mind. After carrying him for nine months (giving myself insulin injections), suffering through the c-section, breast feeding through those horrific first days that no one warns you about, and doing everything by the book -- from feeding to vaccinations to baby freakin' sign language -- why wouldn't my own kid show me some love? No kisses, no hugs, definitely no 'I love yous' -- I got to the point of such desperation, I would've settled for a brush on the cheek or a glance in my direction.
He was just not that into me.
Don't get me wrong. He was a happy, engaged kid. He just didn't care to show affection or express himself in words. It's like he knew I needed it and chose to watch me sweat. I felt like I was dating my own baby boy, hoping and praying he'd say I love you back so I didn't look like a total pathetic loser. Hey, he may have been a baby but he was also a mini-man, right? It's like he knew coming out of the womb that he had me in the palm of his hand.
I could feel my heart break piece by piece until...
I had another kid. My second son was (and still is) the most cuddly hugger in the world. The 'I love yous' just ooze from his dimpled grin. I was saved. Maybe it wasn't me after all. Right?
Good news. My older son eventually came around, too. Right around his fourth birthday, he suddenly 'got it.' He randomly says sweet things when we're in the middle of playing together, kisses my cheek when I'm making dinner and cuddles up to me when we're reading or watching a movie. Wait a second... maybe he wants something.
I saw an episode of "The New Adventures of Old Christine" recently where her son started to grow up... and stopped saying 'I love you.' I was happy to know that I wasn't the only freak to get all worked up. But then again, she's just a character and not real. But I felt better anyway, especially when I saw her mom logic! Guess what she did to try to remedy the situation?
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Jackie is a mother of three through biology and adoption. Her quest for balance includes whines and wine, which she chronicles on her blog, Taiwan-On. |








When my son was little I tried for at least 2 years to get him to say I LOVE YOU!! He just ignored me. My daughter first uttered “LA LUE” when she was about 18 months! I thought it was a girl thing and they are just more vocal about their feelings. Of course, my son is almost 7 now and is very lovable, and snuggable, and tells me everyday how much he loves me.