firemanq Posted June 13, 2012 Share Posted June 13, 2012 I know we are not supposed to have favorites,but I do. My ex-wife have children. I know the oldest is not mine, even though she told me different for years. That of course made me doubt the parantage of the other 3, though she claimed they were mine. But how can you trust a liar? The relationship between me and the oldest was not good. When I was not invited to her wedding, I was not bothered much. Her mother always refered to the child as "my child". I knew the truth, and it did not help the marriage at all. One day, my girlfriend took it upon herself to stick her nose in where it did not belong. She called my oldest and told her the truth, that I was not invited. The two ladies talked and talked and talked. A couple of days later, my girlfriend told me what she had done and I was not happy. She then told me to calll my daughter and do it NOW! I did and we reconciled. I now have grown to love my daughter and her family. Unfortuntley, the 2nd daughter and my son have chosen to believe the lies the ex-wife tells and I do not have a good relationship with them. My 3rd child, a daughter & I have a great relationship. She might be my favorite. This storey started to be about her, and this is the finish. \\ She was about 4 or 5 when she fell in the river behind the house. I was splitting wood and her 6 year old brother hollered the she fell in the river. I ran to the water, and told him to tell her mother and I started down stream. I was sure I would never see my daughter again, the water was fast and dusk was falling. I ran downstream and she was on her back, floating head first downstream. I jumped in and grabbed her. The water was fast, cold, (Feb) and deep, about chest high. The banks were steep and fenced. I climbed the bank, and had to detour around a couple of houses to get to the house I was going to . NOT my house, but Bill's house. Bill was on the FD with me. I tried to open the door, but it was locked! I started to kick the door, I needed someone to open the damn door! Bill's wife came to the door and I pushed past her & put my girl on the floor. Bill looked at her and told his wife to call the station. She did, while Bill started CPR. I was exhausted and just stood there and watched. My daughter coughed and vomited a bit, Bill kept on working. Later, in my carreer as a fireman, I had that happen to me, damn near puked myself. The ambulance pulled up out front and we headed to the ER. I was wet and cold, my wife called the neighbor who brought the first clothes she could find for me, the uniform I had taken off when I got home. Soon we were in another ambulance, headed for another hospital. A bit of pneumonia was soon cured and antibiotics for whatever may have been in the river. I think that is why she may be my favorite. Sorry about the bold letters, stupid fingers Link to post Share on other sites
wow04 Posted June 13, 2012 Share Posted June 13, 2012 I am a mother of 4 kids. I have a different bond with each of them. My 9 yr old had to be delivered 3 weeks early, because he quit growing. It isn't that he is my favorite, but I look after him more. I love each of my kids in a different way. I don't think it is about favorites, I think it is about who you bond with the most Link to post Share on other sites
Shindig Posted June 13, 2012 Share Posted June 13, 2012 None of us can control our feelings; our feelings just come to us. What matters is how we act based on those feelings. 1 Link to post Share on other sites
Micki Posted July 2, 2012 Share Posted July 2, 2012 I think a lot of parents have a favorite child. It's natural, in my opinion. Link to post Share on other sites
LittlePrince Posted July 2, 2012 Share Posted July 2, 2012 I think a lot of parents have a favorite child. It's natural, in my opinion. and when that child becomes widely respected or well known it becomes even worse, their obsession and favoritism and your depression and self doubt. Link to post Share on other sites
Micki Posted July 2, 2012 Share Posted July 2, 2012 and when that child becomes widely respected or well known it becomes even worse, their obsession and favoritism and your depression and self doubt. That's sad. No wonder some people report feelings of inadequacy and not being good enough. I guess it starts in the home. Link to post Share on other sites
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