Hi everyone, this is my first post on here so please bare with me.
I am 27 and had my first baby two months ago a little girl. I can't even begin to describe the way I feel about her words just arnt enough. I love the bones of her absolutely everything about her. She is my entire world. I could just sit and watch her for hours and the feeling of love that rushes over me is so overwhelming it makes me cry.
However recently I've found myself unable to sleep and laying awake with all sorts of thoughts running through my head.
One thought that will never go away is why my mum (or dad) didn't love me the way I love my daughter.
A bit of background (long story short) my parents didn't bring me up i was taken into care by social services at a very young age due to alcohol and prescription drug addiction and eventually placed in the care of other family members.
As I grew up my parents would always miss supervised visiting, they wouldn't call to cancel, nothing they just wouldn't turn up. They never even sent me a card for my 16th birthday... safe to say I cried that day. But then when I did hear from my mum she would cry down the phone about how much she loves me and misses me but she would never put in the effort to turn up to see me or show people she could be the mother I needed.
As I got older I did have a relationship with my mother but it was extremely strained we argued constantly (mainly fuelled by booze on her part) I would overhear conversations between her and my dad saying really awful nasty stuff about me really negative stuff no parent would say about their child and when I walked into the room and asked her to say it to my face she would clam up, lie and say it wasn't me she was referring to even though I'd heard the entire thing from the other side of the door. I've seen messages between my mother and my sibling talking about me again in a really awful way it's liteally as if my mum just hated me so much.
She constantly lied, hid the truth about her boozing even though I knew exactly where she hid her stash and what she was doing as I could smell it the minute she was around me.
It even went as far as one day she took me out in the car and crashed it. She was arrested at the scene for being way over the limit. She admitted to drinking several bottles of wine the evening before. ... what sort of mother takes their daughter out in the car knowing they are putting them in extreme danger ??
Anyway...
My mum recently passed away from terminal cancer and although it was tough and very sad I still have such a feeling of anger and resentment and I just can't stop wondering why my mum didn't love me the way I love my daughter