Since becoming a mother, I keep dwelling on the fact that I don't properly love my mother and I don't really know why.
It's affecting my life quite significantly.
I know some facts about my childhood, which I've tended to fixate on as being the problem e.g.
My mum worked full time from the time I was 3 months old and I had a series of nannies - so as a result I initially cut down my hours and then ultimately gave up work to be a SAHM.
I don't have many memories of my mother doing things with me as a child - so I've tried to fill my children's days with activities (which has backfired massively as now the eldest can't entertain himself at all).
I don't remember my mother being very maternal e.g. cooking for me, packing my school bag, comforting me if I cried. No memories of day to day practical or emotional support. So I've done my best to do those things, although I have no blueprint to follow, so no idea if I'm getting it right.
My childhood was good - I always had nice holidays, masses of extra curricular activities, toys, pets, friends round to play. I wasn't deprived in any way, so I can't figure out why I just don't love my mother that much. It's really scary.
Can anyone relate? Or offer any insight as to what might have happened so I can stop it happening to me and my dc?