Yesterday he told me he doesn't love me. And even from a 3-year-old, it stung. I was surprised how it stung. "I don't like you." "You're not beautiful." "You're not nice." These I have heard a lot. But not loving me was new.
How do you not take it personally, moms? How do you just let it roll off your back like it didn't pang your heart?
I don't really know yet. I feel like we should be able to. Or maybe I just hope I'll be able to. Because I fear that with him, I may still be hearing these types of things when he's sixteen.