Anonymous wrote:I see the boy coddling in so many ways, even among my friends who are strong feminists. They talk about their boys "flirting" with them as babies (gross), they had much higher expectations for their girls as they started school, and they are quicker to complain about their girls as tweens than their boys. E.g., they will go on an on about their girl's bad attitude but completely excuse their boy's explosive temper.
When it came time for sleep away camp, several friends who sent their girls at a certain age didn't send their boys at the same time because they just "weren't ready" to be away from home. I.e., the boys are coddled and not developing the independence that the girls did.
It's amazing to me that they don't recognize what they are doing.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:The Pinterest page is weird, but maybe she is living in the past because her adult son is a weirdo. She had to have known her son got kicked out of school for creating a rape/kill list and was in some sort of graphic violence/porno band.
She probably clings onto memories of the toddler/little kid years before her son became a lunatic.
I’m tired of all the “blame the mom” rhetoric when a grown man makes horrible decisions.
Whoever had the most control over his early environment is the one who is most responsible. Sure, once in a blue moon it’s the father.
What? This is insane and at the same time s convenient way to excuse men from any responsibility here.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I remember the first time we went out to eat after my oldest left for college. I didn’t cry. But it was a really sad feeling. Of course we had eaten out without him many times. But asking for a table for six instead of seven felt so strange because he wasn’t out with friends. He was no longer living with us. For months I caught myself accident setting too many places at our table after each kid left.
It’s hard, my friends.
I'm 54 and the youngest of three. A few weeks ago when we were home for my father's funeral, my mother recalled for the umpteenth time how they felt the day they dropped off for college in 1983. They were sad and after they dropped me and my things off, they left. After a couple of blocks they were worried I was not going to make friends, so they circled the block and pulled back up to a space where they could see the courtyard in front of my dorm. They saw me standing there in a group of several other kids and I was happily making new friends. They felt so relieved but melancholy and drove off. Mom said that they had a hard time going home alone just the two of them. I can imagine that going to dinner that evening on the way home was going to be hard.
The big difference was that my mom didn't make a huge deal about her loss. She didn't blog about it and broadcast it to the world. But it did become a staple of family story sharing over the last 36 years. And it was one of her cherished memories that she told the day we laid my father to rest.
It's a hard and emotional situation, but a personal one. The only thing unusual was not that the Red Robin mom felt this way, but that she turned it into a huge life-changing moment that had to be blogged about. She blew it out of proportion. That doesn't mean that it isn't a hard and emotional situation to deal with; especially for the first and the last child. It's hard for all of your children, but for the first one, it's the first time you have to deal with it. For the last one, it truly signals the empty nest.
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Completely irrational. Had she never been to dinner without him before? Will she never go to dinner without him again? It’s not like he’s dead and never coming back. This level of attachment isn’t healthy. It’s moms like this that are the issue.
I think it was clear that she was talking about going out to dinner as their nuclear family not that she never went out to dinner without him.
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Completely irrational. Had she never been to dinner without him before? Will she never go to dinner without him again? It’s not like he’s dead and never coming back. This level of attachment isn’t healthy. It’s moms like this that are the issue.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:As if you didn't need more proof that constantly doting parents (particularly of boys) are part of the problem, the Dayton mass shooter's family described the shooter as: "funny, articulate and intelligent" in his obituary. Not mentioning that he killed his own sister.
https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-7356369/Dayton-mass-shooters-family-publish-obituary-calling-Connor-Betts-kind-not-mentioning-murders.html
The obit was really creepy. Talking about his smile and how he like to read Harry Potter? Like he wasn't a mass murderer, and killed his own sister? And then directed to where donations in lieu of flowers should be made? Who in their right mind would want to send flowers?
Probably most mass killers had mothers who were “in love” with their boys in a very sick way. I’m thinking Adam Lanza’s mother. And the Columbine mother who recently wrote a book....
These women worship their boys and gave them anything they could.
Beware of women who put their boys on pedestals, and make endless excuses for their boys’ bad behavior.
Yet again, women are blamed for male behavior.
These males either A. Knew right from wrong, and chose to commit a wrong of their own accord or B. Did not understand right from wrong, in which case they have a mental illness that goes way beyond mommy not saying no enough.
Are you coddling your boy? If so, you are crippling him. Please stop. The consequences could be devastating.
If he doesn't obey and respect you, he won't respect other girls/women, either.