I was in the car with my three younger kids and commented that my youngest kid does not own any comfort toys, blankets or have any comfort habits.
Meanwhile, my #2 son has his bluey doggy which is a small blue puppy. It was the ugliest puppy evarrr, one which we got as a freebie. He would clung to the dog everywhere and it is a must bring to all places.
As for my #3, he has this stinking pillow case which he sucked on all four corners until they were torn and tattered.
And guess what my #2 and #3 retorted.
“Of course, Matthew doesn’t need any comfort toys. He had you, mom! We are not lucky like him. We had to go to day care, kindy, full day care and put up with strangers all day and only got home at night.”
Now, does this make those working moms’ hearts broken? It does, right? But it is so true. Kids do survive those traumatic years of being with babysitters, daycares, maids and all. They do grow up perfectly. But they do feel the insecurities and stresses.
I can see that huge difference between the kid I took care personally, the kids that mom and sis helped to take care partially and the kid that was shuttled to the babysitter most of the time. They are way different.
So, what can we do about it? Nothing much, I guess. But it is still worth a thought.