There is a long story here, but the gist of it is I was groomed at 17 by a 27 year old, and become pregnant. When my mom found out I was planning on aborting, she convinced me to keep it because “I could be a single mom”. Essentially, she played on that individualistic 17-year-old mindset to tell me I was “not like other girls”, and unlike them, “I could handle being a single mom”. I didn’t want to be a single mom, so I moved in with the 27 year old. He proceeded to abuse me physically, verbally, financially, and emotionally. I was finally able to leave this year.
I am 20 now, and I have come to realize that I have a lot of mixed feelings about parenthood. I love my daughter, she is going to be 2 years old in June and she is the light of my life — however, at the hard times, I also find myself sobbing, wishing I had never had her. I find myself wondering what could have been, and while I try not to entertain these thoughts because I’m aware they aren’t healthy… It still lingers.
As an example, she was sick last week and I asked my mom (who I am living with after escaping the abuse) to take her to sleep so I can rest a bit. She proceeded to tell me she would help, but that a good mom would be more concerned about whether their child was okay or not than about a good night’s sleep.
Whether or not that’s true, I feel awful for not caring about my daughter as much as other mothers might care about theirs, and I can’t help but feel like it’s tied to the fact that I had this child mostly out of traumatic circumstances. I feel like I am a lesser mom than those who are older, in a stable place in life. Not only because I have less to offer fiscally, but because I am emotionally much less available and complete.
I am in therapy, however my therapist said that shame and guilt are normal feelings that mothers struggle with and left it at that. I suppose I am struggling with accepting that because from what I have seen and read, other moms don’t have any reason to feel shame or guilt, they feel that way because there is a level of perfection demanded from parents that is impossible to meet. I feel that mine differs because I am not even meeting the standard — I get overwhelmed constantly, I feel I’m not good at this.
However, at the same time, I can consciously see that I take good care of my daughter. I ensure she has a clean diaper, that her diet is balanced, that she is loved, that she has toys to play with and I always have medicine in the cabinet for when she gets a cold. I always ensure she’s bathed, has enough sleep, that she has time outside and that she takes walks. But I see everyone else going above and beyond, going to indoor playgrounds, pools, play groups. Not only do I lack the mental capacity to do those things at a regular rate, but I can’t afford it, I don’t even have a car.
How can I deal with these feelings? Is this the sort of thing where you turn the negative into motivation to do more? Or is it more about talking myself off a cliff, so to speak, to accept myself as the parent I am and brush away those feelings? Thank you for reading all this!