"It makes me smile, when people say, oh you can still go shopping, have lunch out with your son, etc, there is nothing you can’t do with a son that you could do with a daughter. My two sons are 20 & 19, I wouldn’t even suggest going shopping, as I know without a doubt the answer would be no, and they would look at me like I had just lost my mind for even suggesting something so mad 😂 lunch out? No mum let’s order a delivery 😂. I would like to know where these sons are that love to shop, eat & have cocktails with mum!"
My son is 17 and whilst he insists on take-out and something on a streaming site on a weekly basis with me - he does enjoy a good shop and lunch out with his Nan (my mother) every now and then. Having said that, my daughter's 26... and although she lives in my home, we spend maybe 5 or 10 minutes together a day (during which she rants and I mentally try not to ask her to leave so that I can have some peace) - and she no longer spends any time with my parents because they stopped caving to her every whim. My son and I are far closer (daily debriefs on his education, dating "problems", "Mum, what do I do...?!" situations, and he helps me cook a couple of times a week, even bakes with me). The last time I suggested a cinema "date" with my daughter, she looked at me as if I'd grown another head and sneered. My son and I went instead and had a great time.
As I said before, my grandmother wasted appreciating what she had (3 smart, funny, brave sons) and then tried to appropriate me when I came along, purely because I was born with female genitalia. And she got upset because I loathed wearing dresses, having my hair done, anything frilly and staying out of the mud. Essentially, I was - to her mind - like another boy... and although I know without any doubts that she loved me, I know she was disappointed I wasn't "a girly girl".
Be careful what you wish for, I guess.