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And if so, do you beat yourself up over it?
It's one of those deep dark secrets that parents aren't supposed to admit, even to themselves, but I suspect it's more often true than we want to believe. I've seen it in my own family background - my mother is much closer to my brother than she is to me (which is truly fine by me; I'm not big on the cloying-togetherness/reveal-your-every-thought symbiosis that she seems to think is normal), just as her mother clearly prefered her brother (my uncle) to her. Something she claims to acknowledge and accept and not really mind, but I do see the occasional flicker of resentment come up.
In my own household, I've been grappling with it among my own kids - that is, my dogs. When I kept mainly reptiles, fish, arachnids, etc., of course I had my favorites, but the others truly didn't seem to notice or mind. And of course everyone received equal care. Now it's dogs - and I do have my favorites, can't help it - and the others know it. Of course I love them all, but some (there's the deep dark secret) more than others. One guy, from the moment he was born, was just "the one" for me - he radiated such a good-natured serenity that I found I just couldn't part with him, even though I hadn't intended to keep more than one puppy from that litter. He is my 70-pound lap dog. Even if he gets into trouble, I find I just can't be angry with him.
I think it's awful, truthfully, but can hardly help how I feel. Worst of all, I hate that the others feel bad, even though I do my best to lavish equal time and attention on each one. Whenever I'm paying attention to one, another will invariably be giving me an affronted look.
Anyone else have this dilemma? I'm interested to hear your experiences, regardless of what species your kids are.
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