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can you tell i'm bored tonight with my 2nd topic...
anyway i was an absolute monster. there was no telling me "no". i just pretty much had a "fuck you i'll do what i want" attitude since i was 2 according to my mom. i was born almost a month late too which is pretty funny. i came out when i was ready, not when the doctor said i should be lol
my mom said the first time she ever took me to a swimming pool, i was 2 years old and i saw all the big kids running and jumping in the pool and i immediately ran towards the pool and was probably going to jump right in! my mom had to run after me and grab me and put my floaties on. i was fearless.
and one time i told an old lady that a bruise on my forehead was from my mom when she asked what happened. i was pissed off about something or wasn't getting my way so i said that. i had actually banged my head against the wall throwing a tantrum earlier that week. i was only 4 when i did this.
damn i was bad. i'm scared to have kids because it would only be fair if i had a little devil scorpio daughter just like me lol
as for any positive things: i was a very funny child. goofy as hell and always cracking everyone up in my family. i was very smart and witty for my age and would always hang around the adults more than kids.
so how were you?
@nontraditionalmiami: I was pretty much your opposite :). I was independent in that I would feed myself before I really should have and I would play by myself a lot of the times.
But mostly, I was super quiet. So quiet that my teachers would always talk to my mom and tell her they were concerned about me, lol. I turned out mostly okay, though!
yea my husband was like you. very well behaved and polite and quiet and self sufficient. i wonder how our kids will turn out. should be interesting.
oh and i breast fed for like, ever. not even gonna say how long. i'm almost shocked/annoyed that my mom let it go on for so long. she blames my doctor and says that he said that as long as i wanted to, she shouldn't stop me.
idiots.
I was weird. I was one of those little kids that talked a lot and had crazy stories to share. I had the biggest imagination. My grandmother (who raised me for a few years) told me I was an old soul who seemed to know a lot more than what kids my age should know. She also told me I was mother hen and was always very caring towards other. I was a very well-behaved child despite my imagination.
oh man, I was a good child I was just "deathly shy" as they say. I didn't talk to anyone until I was 5, but it kind of lowered their (extended family) expectations of me in the social department. So everything works out:)
A loner - I was and still am comfortable with my own company. I was also a tom boy who loved beating up boys!
@KT808: i was a tomboy too but i didn't beat up boys. just climbed trees all the time and liked to catch lizards.
but i liked barbies too. i always cut their hair lol not like completely off, but more in a "trying to be a hair stylist" way.
I'm almost embarrassed to admit that I was one of those 'good kids' that all the teachers loved. I loved reading and learning, excelled at school, and was responsible to the point that teachers let me do pretty much anything I wanted. At home, I'm the middle child so I was always the peacemaker and the 'big helper' as my parents called me. I hated seeing people upset or mad (still do) and would do everything I could to make sure my parents were happy (not so much siblings, but that's pretty normal as a kid). In high school, I got a bit moody at times but still never broke the rules. It's almost ridiculous to think about how 'good' I was. Made it all the more difficult to relate to the holy terror 7th graders I taught for the past two years in Chicago. I just couldn't relate to that behavior.
I do fully realize though that because I was so 'good', I am destined to have absolute nightmares for children.
As a kid, I was pretty shy. I'm pretty sure I was annoying and socially awkward to boot. Luckily, I think I got a pretty good grip on life when I started college at 16.
I was a great baby. My mom always tells the story about how they'd take me to parties, stick me under the glass coffee table in my car seat and come back to check on me every once in a while. That would probably be considered neglect now but back then no-one even batted an eye.
I didn't start getting bratty until "only child/grandchild syndrome" kicked in. I'd be lieing if I said I wasn't spoiled and I almost always got what I wanted. I actually remember my grandmother telling me that she would never say no to me. That is NOT something you say to a 7 year old kid when you're on your way to FAO Schwartz! I reminded her of her statement soooo many times growing up, you have no idea. lol
Even though I was spoiled and bratty I was always respectful and an all around good kid. I didn't really get in trouble growing up and I normally had pretty decent grades.
@nontraditionalmiami: Re: your bruised head: When I was 12 I moved from NYC to live with my aunt while my mom sold our house in the city. I wasn't used to not being the only child so naturally it was hard for me. Whenever anyone would be mean to me (i.e. make me do something I didn't want to do) I would say that I was going to call 1800 FOR-A-CHILD. It was a running joke in my family for the longest time until the day that I mentioned calling the number infront of one of my elementary school teachers. They pulled me aside and asked if I was being abused and this whole investigation started. I later found out that nothing would happen to them, they'd just take me away so it didn't seem nearly as appealing, lol.
oh yea i definitely want to point out that i was never mean to other kids or my teachers. just my mom lol
i made myself look horrible but i had my nice moments too.
my mom said i would even worry about $ when i was like 6. i'd always ask "can we afford this?" if i wanted something. she would tell me yes and i'd put it back anyway.
I was a very painfully shy child. Then I got sick and had 3 surgeries in 1st grade and was in the hospital a lot and it just made the shyness worse. In high school and especially college, I finally grew out of it and now I'm a teacher!
Even though I was an angel in school/in public, I was told that I was often a terror at home with my little sister ha :)
@UpstateCait: bahahahaha
yea i pulled that as a teenager a couple of times and my mom laughed and said, "go ahead, here's the phone" and call my bluff.
Angry. It's the best way to describe me. I was just learning how pissed I was at how fucked up my parents divorce was and how much it effected my family. I did whatever I wanted when I wanted. I listened to no one. Especially not my mother. I was very independent and very mature. I never hung out with kids my own age.
I was also unfriendly and violent. I kicked, punched, bit, yelled, screamed and generally was just pretty awful. Again, I had no friends. I wanted to be exactly like my older sister and I desperately wanted to be an adult. I was extremely in touch with my own emotions and was very clear on expressing them.
I spent a lot of time in therapy.
@MsBrooklynA: how old were you when your parents got divorced?
@nontraditionalmiami: Less than 1 month old is when the seperated. My mother keeps a lovely calendar from that first year and that is where she wrote that lovely note :) They were probably divorced by the time I was 2.
that's weird. my parents divorced when i was 2 as well but i was never angry about it. i was too little to even remember! i always had a solid relationship with my dad and he was always in the picture and they got along, etc... did they fight all the time or something?
I was weird as child. That's probably the best way to put it. I was always making up my own "languages" and words. I would make little clubs for my friends and I. My mom told me I outgrew shyness around3 and became quite the social butterfly. I loved soccer but i'd come home and whip out the barbies lol.
I remember being kind of a bully at school, sad to say :/ I was a little diva & had to be the center of attention. When i got into elementary i'd sneak make-up to school & apply it in the bathroom. Haha. Gosh I miss being a kid with no worries in the world!
@nontraditionalmiami: My parents fought a lot. I was the youngest of 3 and my brother was a hellion as well. My grandmother and mother manipulated me for 18 years into believing my father was the devils spawn. While he was a super douche that entire time he had the ability to be a good person because he dearly loved my sister and took care of her needs very well. We actually get along well now. He had A LOT of money and bought my love more often then remembering to pick me up for the dentist.
Then he married my step mother which severely effected our relationship. The first time I met her was when he told me they were getting engaged when I was about 12. Then they had 3 more children. I was left by the wayside with zero attention or actual love from him. I have a lot of abandonment issues.
I went to court when I was 17 to listen to my parents fight about my child support (for probably the 10th time). My dad pretty much made it sound like I wasn't worth the payment he was making. I have a lot of issues.
I was a llllott like you woman! Holy smokes! and I stayed that way until i was a teen and actually was a bit of a brat, okay, still am a brat now.
I actually just scanned in this photo today I found thats of me when i was 6, does this face say 'trouble'?
omg i'm sorry:(
that's horrible. im lucky my dad was still around and played a huge role in my life. i even spent 2 years living in another country with him during high school and we totally bonded then. i'm VERY close with both of my parents and talk to them at least once a day. i don't take it for granted either.
i can't stand my sister. she's from another planet. she's 8 years older than me and i pretty much only speak to her because of my niece and nephew.
@Oneeleven: lol totally. it looks like you're saying, "try me"
i have a funny picture of me pouting in the car when i was around 5. bottom lip sticking out and everything. i look so obnoxious.
@nontraditionalmiami: See now I speak to my father probably once every 2 to 3 days. My mother on the other hand (whom I grew up with) I speak to maybe MAYBE every 2 weeks. My sister (who also happens to be 8 years older) is much more like my mother then my own. She's my best friend and I talk to her at least once a day if not more. Just goes to show you how much even a similar pattern can veer in different directions.
I was a total monster. Never listened, did what I want, my mom would say no and that meant yes to me. My parents got divorced when I was 6 months old. Growing up I rebelled BIG time. I caused shit all the time. I think I started smarting up when I hit mid-twenties.
@nontraditionalmiami: See now I speak to my father probably once every 2 to 3 days. My mother on the other hand (whom I grew up with) I speak to maybe MAYBE every 2 weeks. My sister (who also happens to be 8 years older) is much more like my mother then my own. She's my best friend and I talk to her at least once a day if not more. Just goes to show you how much even a similar pattern can veer in different directions.
I learned to talk before I could walk. I was a Chatty Cathy, singing songs and doing dances and charming the pants off of people everywhere I went, up until preschool, at which point I became so shy that my dad had to stay there with me every day for the first week, and he actually took me home early the first two days because I was freaking out so much at all the new people.
I was also very meticulously neat when I ate when I was a toddler. If I got food anywhere except my mouth I would scream and cry because I was so embarrassed/disgusted at myself.
Being an only child of a single parent I was definitely a loner when it came to playing, and also somewhat clingy/selfish of my dad's time (he would go away on weekend trips and once a year on a week-long trip with his boy scout troop [he was/still is the troop leader] and I'd stay at my Grandma's and when he left I would throw a fit, the whole time he was gone I would mope, and when he came back I'd be so happy I cried).
I was also hot-headedly stubborn (still am!) and kind of a smartass (still am!).
I was a super-easy baby. Both my parents have separetely told me that I potty-trained myself (they divorced when I was 7, and have barely spoken since...I got the story from my dad when I was a teen, and the same from my mom when I was an adult). Apparently one day, when I was not quite two years old, I told my mother "I want big girl panties, I know what to do." (and in telling the story she said, "and yes, you did. You telling me that was the entire potty-training experience."
When I was a kid I was very shy, and more often than not prefered the company of a book or my cousins. When my dad married my stepmom, I gained three very troublesome stepsiblings, and they rubbed off on my three brothers. Gangs, guns, drugs, rehabs, arrests, you name it, it probably happened. When I graduated high school (the only one of my siblings to do so on time, the rest got GEDs years after the fact) I was on a first-name basis with every officer in our parish, and they all knew me. I filled out dozens of police reports about overdoses, or fights that blew up.
I received zero attention from any of my family. It was very easy to fall into the background. My dad and stepmom (at this point my mom lived 750 miles away) seemed to take the stance that if the school wasn't calling saying I was failing, or not showing up, or getting in fights, and the cops weren't coming to the door asking for me, that I didn't need any input or attention from them. I had no curfew. I spent a lot of nights at my boyfriend's house. On more than one occasion, I could be gone for days without them noticing. I realized early on that to get their attention, I'd have to act out, and I wasn't willing to throw my life away over it. So as far as they cared, I was a complete angel. I did well in school, I was in NHS, editor of my yearbook, and graduated with a 3.9 GPA (damn math).
Then as soon as I graduated I left their house and never looked back. My relationship with them is strained and polite at best. I've gotten very close to my mother, though.
ETA: Holy novel, Batman!
@Oneeleven: i dont have it. it's somewhere in a box i think with my mom's pictures.
and all of my easter/christmas pictures as a kid are funny too because i was such a tomboy so i always had bandaids on my knees and bruises. here i am in this pretty little dress with banged up legs lol
@MsBrooklynA: very true.
@Mrs Sarah McK: lol @ potty training story. "i know what to do".
I was a good kid who was a people pleaser, and LOVED school.... but I had a horrendous temper. I am still a pretty fiesty person when challenged.
I was also pretty mean to my poor younger siblings. Once I locked my brother in his room and told him he never would see my mom again. I was 7.... :-/
@doily: I think we would have been friends because I was much like that. I was very weird, talked in an alien voice all the time, made home videos where I gave house tours of our home, wore my brother's clothes that I cut to fit me, danced around a lot, talked a LOT. In 3rd grade I did a book report on Fungi, for fun. As in, it was not an assignment, I just wanted to do it. I also really liked boys from very early on. I had a "boyfriend" in 4th grade who I would call my little fox while stroking his hand. I also used to give boys in my 4th and 5th grade class massages during class and would get in trouble for it!
Lets see... my mom says I was always an old soul. I was always really chatty but I had a super high pitched voice and I didn't really understand syntax when I was a toddler. I've seen videos of myself saying things like "He can not no do that". Apparently I talked like Jar Jar Binks haha. I was also crazy independent. On the first day of kindergarten I insisted on taking the bus by myself and my mom followed the bus in her car because she was worried about me. I was pretty well-behaved, you could take me to dinner or a movie when I was 4 and I would sit through it. I do think I was insanely bossy.
Apparently I was a bit of a devil as a baby/toddler. My parents like to joke that I was almost an only child because they didn't think they could survive having another baby like me (but then they had my sister who was a little angel and my brother who was a relatively "normally" bahaved baby).
As I got a little older, I was a total tom-boy who loved to climb everything and ride my bike all over. I was very independent and didn't want help with anything. I also enjoyed running around with very little clothing on (oh those pictures in the photo albums are highly entertaining).
As I hit school age though, I became quite studious and loved school and reading and learning, particularly math and science. I was always interested in new things and asking questions about everything.
I was obnoxious and talked wayyy too much and apparently had my good share of tantrum throwing. Lol! Karma will bite me in the butt, I know it.
When I was a baby, my mom told me I was quiet, loved listening to the adults talking (still do!) and just soaked it all in. I hardly cried apparently and she said I was just great. Kind of like an old soul which I still consider myself to be.
I was very shy with strangers, but with my classmates I loved to chat. Every report card said "Ryansgirl needs to remember not to disturb the other children while they are doing school work" Apparently I would finish my work quite quickly and then go bug the rest of the kids. I loved (and still do) to read and would come home every day, do my homework and read all night. My mom was quite strict about who we played with and where we were so we usually just stayed home or played with the kids next door.
I was also a bit of a sh*t disturber with my sister. We loved getting each other into trouble. But as for fighting, my younger sister would be the physical one and I would never fight back because I was afraid to hurt her. The one time I did fight back, I kicked her so hard in the back that her nose started bleeding. I never hit her again.
And I have ALWAYS been a positive person. Glass is half full, I'm nice to everyone unless you give me a reason not to be and I'm overall a happy girl.
I was a good child in the fact that I didn't ever get spanked but that was because my parents could just look at me or change their tone and I would straighten up. But the one spanking I did get was well deserved. I was super competitive, hell I still am, and my mom was beating me in Candy Land. Yep you heard me right, Candy Land. She was rubbing it in my face so I took off my mardi gras bead necklace and broke it in two, you know the kind that snapped together with that plastic tube end. Then I took it and slapped her across her legs with it! It left whelps on her and she proceeded to beat my ass! Looking back I would have probably killed me! I also very clearly remember as a child, my uncles and aunts asking my younger cousins repeatedly, “If pec1216 tells you to jump off a bridge are you going to do it?” And my thought was of course not! That would be so stupid! But looking back I guess I was getting others into more trouble than myself! Haha! Oh and I also bit my step brother just to do it. No reason except I wanted to. Pure evil! I know payback is a bitch and I can’t wait to meet him or her one day! Other than that I was supposedly a very good child. I think they're just being nice but who knows. This is me as a baby...like less than a year old!
After reading some of these I wanted to mention that my parents got divorced when I was like 2 so I hardly remember them being together. I know it affected me greatly but I honestly think I'm stronger now because of it. I'm far more mature than any of my friends which can be seen as a bad thing but I don't really care. I'm happy with how I turned out so (sticks tounge out!)
I was weird and spazzy. the "normal" kids didn't like me, so I made friends with the other outcast kids.
I still kind of behave that way, only I've figured out a more socially acceptable way to behave like a spaz, and I embrace this about my personality :)
oh, and my friends are still pretty goofy. a good exampmle: at my friend's bachelorette party, we were running around this really small town with granny briefs on over our jeans. some cops stopped to ask us what we were doing, and then just let us go when they realized we were harmless. we went to the local dance club like that. we were also wearing sideburns shaped like cowboy boots.
yep, I have a lot of fun with them!
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