Maybe there is a syndrome.

I'm a stay-at-home-mom. Having two "only childs" in the house can be rather difficult at times. I don't think my four year old realizes that she's an only child yet. She's self-absorbed on a whole different level.

Let's reveal some history here. You see, I'm Asian-American. You'd never know it just by hearing me as I'm "southern by the grace of God" as so many like to say. I was born in Seoul, Korea to a Korean woman and my American Air Force Dad. I wasn't my father's only child, and I really never knew most of my siblings. They were adults by the time I came along. My father retired from the Air Force a few years after I was born and we moved back to his home state of South Carolina, where I lived most of my life. He died from Pancreatic Cancer in 1989, when I was only 17 years old.

Koreans like to dote on their children... to an extreme. So much that I battle with my mom because of how much she dotes on my daughter. In her eyes, I'm not nearly the mother that she was, or nearly the mother she wishes I could be. I'm ok with this assessment, as her expectations of everything are inflated beyond belief, and I've come to terms with that as best as I can as an adult. I don't mind appearing as a shitty parent in her eyes. I just wish she'd back off. She can't fully comprehend the fact that she raised me to be who I am. Unfortunately, I see myself using similar tactics in my parenting. This is not good! I do love my mama, though. Don't get me wrong. I'm certain I'll be sharing a lot more on that subject.