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Actually, yes. It’s just how I am – you see, I had parents who loved their spouse more than their children. Well, in my mother’s case, it wasn’t her spouse that she loved more, it was herself. Maybe that’s my problem, maybe I overcompensate, but in the end, yes. I would be very angry with my husband if he chose my life over that of our child. The thing is, I think that my husband may think that he does love me more than he does our children, but he knows how I feel about it, so it remains unspoken.Don’t get me wrong, I am not a martyr, I don’t do everything for my children and nothing for myself or my husband.
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Ok. I don’t think it makes you sound like a martyr. I feel you on this. I too love my daughter more than anything, so I feel you.
I know what you mean about your husbands feelings on this always being unspoken. My husband would never admit outright to feeling a deeper love for me than his little girl. He did tattoo my name on his body twice, but from the first time he looked at that baby girl, I knew her name was tatted on his heart (yuck, that sounds corny.)
[QUOTE=Litoris]
It’s just that if it came down to the wire, his happiness or their health and well-being, he’d lose every. single. time. I do love my husband, but as my brother once pointed out when his wife threw a fit over him getting his daughter’s name and not hers tattooed on his body – “she will always be my daughter, you might not always be my wife.” I can’t explain it, but it basically boils down to being something more visceral than just love with my kids – I would die for them, but if it came to my husband or my life – well, I would miss him, ya know?
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As far as whose needs are going to get met, I think that comes down to duty, not love, right? I mean, as parents, we have to put the kids first…that is our job. Just because a husband would feed his baby the last morsel of food while you all are trapped in a snow storm doesn’t mean he loves the baby more.
I am completely fascinated with this topic. I read this book called the Metu Neter that talks about no one owing anyone love…not even a mother to a child…we all in life must love ourselves ultimately, and all else will balance. I know it sounds new agey, and the book is that, but that point about no one owing love to anyone else has always fascinated me.