Pas is right, the love changed, just as in the natural order of things.
We can see this in the animal kingdom.
I am outside in the cool breeze watching my hens as they free range.
We let them out in the late afternoon.
So naturally, I will reflect on this discussion through an observation of chickens.
Not mine, wild ones.
My girls are egg layers. We do not want to eat fertilized eggs,
so no hanky panky with roosters for them.
I digress.
We have an over abundance of feral chickens here. Any time of the year, one can observe wild hens with their little clutches foraging. They risk their lives sitting on their eggs in the bush, waiting for their chicks to hatch. They do not eat or drink for days, then necessity drives them to nourish themselves. Hens make a great cackling noise away from their nest, to fool predators, drawing danger to themselves. When their chicks emerge, mother hens can be seen sheltering them with her body. A cute sight it is, a fluffed up hen, with two dozen chick feet, beneath her. That is all you see, their little feet.
She is in grave danger on the ground, protecting her chicks.
They forage endlessly through out the day. The chicks follow the mother hen, and peep loudly if left behind. All the while she is talking to them, clucking, clucking, calling them to follow her. Her attentiveness to her clutch is beyond self care, it is directed solely on her chicks survival.
When threatened by a dog or cat, the hen fluffs her body and brazenly attacks the offender.
Dogs and cats generally leave mother hens alone.
Smart doggy, smart kitty.
As the chicks grow, mama hen continues to guard them,
but some of them become naughty, and don't listen.
She continues to cluck and scold them, but still, they don't listen; one can hear their shrill peeps of protest, as they are left behind. Sometimes the naughty ones don't make it, because they don't listen. The naughty ones are always noticeable, because they ignore their mama and don't listen as their siblings do, they stall, and stray,
they make such a racket of noise when they can't see the rest, as if to say
"You left me, how dare you leave me, I am such a poor, poor thing!"
When it is the naughty chicks fault, all along.
(Even naughty chicks try to blame their mamas.)
When the chicks start to feather, and can fly a bit,
they venture a little further from the hen.
She lets them.
Until one day, they are old enough to go on their own.
What can any of us do, in our situation with our d cs?
We can analyze and examine it till the cows come home, it still won't make any sense.
Everybody is different, children are all different.
We could be the best, protective, loving,
self sacrificing mothers in the world,
like the hens I see, and still,
even they have naughty chicks who refuse to listen.
We did our best job, Copa, you did your best.
You loved your son with all your heart, and you still do.
I believe he is telling you he loves you, in his own way,
when he scolds you about your health,
as you do the same for him.
You did nothing wrong Copa,
he is himself, as you are yourself.
You have written kind answers
to folks asking this question
over and over saying this.
We try to do the best we can for our children,
the rest is up to them.
Each child is so different.
Perhaps son is more comfortable at home,
and begins to feel his "oats".
Test the waters.
It is not okay, if he is crossing boundaries.
Cluck at him Copa, like the mother hen would,
let him know when he is crossing the line
and disrespecting you.
Cluck at him, Copa.
(Warning this could be offensive to some, due to almost graphic chicken language)
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Naughty Chicks!
OMG, I can't believe I just found this.
I shall be banned.
I wasn't going to post it, but it appeared
when I typed in naughty chickens.
I couldn't put "naughty chicks"
(hello, all kinds of unimaginable stuff would possibly appear, ewwww)
I figured I had to put it in,
it was just perfect.
seriously,
I am not kidding.
If I have offended
anybody
oops
NaughtyLeafy!
