I have two secrets to share.
A few nights ago, Katie sidled up, put her arm around my shoulder, moved my hair out of the way and whispered in my ear: “Mommy, I need to tell you something. Sometimes it feels like you like Cooper more than me.”
Oh, my heart.
Who hasn’t felt that way? That a parent favors another child over you. That the boss prefers another employee — or several — over you. Regardless of the truth, the feeling is real.
I pulled her onto my lap, squeezed her close and said: “Katie, I am so sorry that you feel that way. It’s not true at all, but I believe that you feel that way. Thank you for telling me.”
She snuggled for a moment then bounced away.
Mom guilt was slightly buffered with gratitude. I’m thankful that she trusted me with her concern. I grew up with similar worries, but I would never, ever have said them aloud.