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My mother hated me. Never wanted to have a child - only did because my father did. She was beautiful and smart and got away with being a colossal bitch.

Earliest memory is of her throwing a plate of spaghetti at my dad's head and it smashing on our dining room wall. My dad took me to one of the bathrooms and we played thumb wars until it sounded like she'd calmed down. She was a shrink. He was a lawyer. I was 2.5 at the time.

And she never really liked me throughout my life. My father loved me, adored me,etc... You see the pics on my FB. It's like they had this once in a life time love affair and according to her I ruined it. She was always resentful of our relationship until he died. And then she became my best friend.

Not because she wasn't getting laid. Because she was probably getting it more than I at the time. But it was like one of those - oh fuck, my husband died, my daughter is actually sweet and I've tormented my only child for 19yrs. Time to change kind of things.

And then she got sick with breast cancer when I was living in Orlando and she was in TBay. I took another job so I could pay for flights home every 2nd wknd and wouldn't take her cash obviously. So instead she took that airfare cash and split it - half for silly fun mom and daughter fun stuff, half for my kids.

So instead of being the completely selfish cowfuck ditchpig she'd been her whole life, she decided to make movies. For me, my future husband (didn't even have a boyfriend at the time), her future grandkids. Yapping about shit she'd like to say to me at my wedding, when I realise that sometimes old friends DO grow apart, blabbering about her and then my grandkids, etc...

I'm not sure about this woman. She's a very different mum than I am for better or worse. Then again I have a son and that makes a lot of difference.

Not sure. Can totally see why some don't want their mom's around and understand why others do. I personally just want a family for my son. Don't care if it's blue, black or yellow - just decent people for him to turn to should something happen to me. And to enjoy the whole Xmas dinner thing. I'd rather we have a holiday to sort that out than one to celebrate moms just for the sake of it.
 
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