Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I can’t remember the article, but there was a study done years back. They looked at hundreds of families with multiple children. Parents were surveyed, asked to fill out questionnaires and interviewed. What the study showed is that while parents thought they were treating their kids equitably were actually not. Unknowingly or unconsciously they actually had preferential treatment with certain kids.
I believe this! I can unequivocally say that my eldest sister and middle sister are the favorites. Always provided with what they wanted, given what the asked constantly, allowed to do less at home, etc. yet my parents always claim they treated us all equally.
Anonymous wrote:OP here- I tell DD she is my favorite daughter, my son he’s my favorite boy. DD thinks ‘everything should be even Steven’ down the line, my son is a different personality and can’t multi task, think on his feet like his sister. Her Polarizing personality is hurting our relationship.
Anonymous wrote:I can’t remember the article, but there was a study done years back. They looked at hundreds of families with multiple children. Parents were surveyed, asked to fill out questionnaires and interviewed. What the study showed is that while parents thought they were treating their kids equitably were actually not. Unknowingly or unconsciously they actually had preferential treatment with certain kids.
Anonymous wrote:I have told my kids that my goal is to die with each of them convinced they were my favorite. So far it has worked; I even overheard them arguing over it, each saying how they know they are my favorite.
So do I have a favorite? Sure. Each of them has been my favorite at different points; it changes frequently. I’m just happy to leave them all guessing.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I was the golden child but my sister was the favorite. They thought I was smarter and going farther but gave her everything she wanted and coddled her so much more, even into adult. And would never admit it, ever.
You know, my dad has two sisters and they were given a lot more than he was. It turned out my dad was more academically advanced than them, more athletic, etc. So the golden child. But they gave him less because they had confidence he could make his own way.
Anonymous wrote:I was the golden child but my sister was the favorite. They thought I was smarter and going farther but gave her everything she wanted and coddled her so much more, even into adult. And would never admit it, ever.
Anonymous wrote:OP here- I tell DD she is my favorite daughter, my son he’s my favorite boy. DD thinks ‘everything should be even Steven’ down the line, my son is a different personality and can’t multi task, think on his feet like his sister. Her Polarizing personality is hurting our relationship.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:
I have a twice exceptional son with very frustrating special needs, and a daughter who is neurotypical. We all get annoyed at my son. Yet he's immeasurably gentle and patient (and utterly oblivious to time and social exigencies - always late, socially inappropriate, etc). My daughter is feisty but quick-witted, and so much more functional: she gets angry, but it blows away quickly. She can do more in 5 minutes than her brother can in several hours, so whenever I need help, who am I going to really count on, even if I ask both of them? Not to mention, she's 5 years younger...
We are all aware of this dynamic. My son knows he annoys us daily. My daughter knows she's the competent one. It's just too glaring and obvious to hide, so we don't hide it. Yet I tell them both I love them. I want them to do their best with the skills they have, and I am proud of both of their efforts. Twice exceptionality is extremely challenging to parent, since you can never be sure what a child is capable of. It's very hard on us, and on him. So we do give each other some grace and try to be tolerant.
DP. Growing up my family dynamic was similar. My brother was exceptionally gifted but very immature, and did poorly in school b/c he was so focused on play. I was the younger daughter who was responsible, mature beyond my age, good student, not causing trouble, etc. My brother and I both knew I was my parents' favorite. Brother didn't care. I was bummed because parents praised brother often for his intelligence but not mine.