Never knew my father at all, met him once when I was an adult.My mother pretty much worked all day and then did nothing, sat on her bed and forced up to do everything. Cooking, cleaning, rubbing her back, etc. She relied on her many different husbands at the various times to the discipling and etc. she didn't care what happened to us.
We were always a paycheck to her.My step fathers were losers too. Always on drugs or drinking heavily. I could see why though. My mother is a twisted psychotic nutcase, pretty fucking literally.
My mom split when I was three, my dad remarried 3 months later to a horrible woman. My dad and stepmom kicked everyone of my siblings and myself out by the time we were 14. They sucked as parents, I made it after having a rough few years..
I was lucky enough to have had both of my parents in my life since the beginning and still till this day.
My mother was a SAHM. She volunteered at the school, attended all open houses and teacher conferences. She drove to all practices, extracurricular classes, friends' houses, birthday parties. And was always there for us.
My father worked a 9-5 job. He attended open houses and teacher conferences (as long as he wasn't traveling which, thankfully, he didn't have to travel too often). He attended all swim meets and performances. He knew who my good friends were and knew their families. He worked hard but was definitely available.
My parents were great parent and great influences on me growing up and have always been a huge part of my life....and my family's life. My mother passed away in 2008, and we moved away from where my father lives in 2012 -- but Dad is still an important part of my life and my kids' lives.
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