“Mom! Mommy! Mama! MAAAAA!”
On top of that, it does something terrible to my child. It shouts right back, “You AREN’T important to me.” I am telling my child that her needs aren’t a priority. Her concerns are insignificant. I don’t care.
My eldest child, now in college, unwittingly brought this to my attention recently. She described what she is learning in one of her communications courses.
“Mom, did you know that there are studies that show that the need for communication is literally as important to human survival as food and water?”
She described “ghosting” as a stern punishment to those on which it is inflicted. I had never even heard the term until she had described it in this conversation.
My heart sank as I immediately thought, That’s what I do to my kids in my worst moments as a mom.