I have a confession to make. I had my favorites. My second son was a favorite. BEFORE.
I love books. He showed keen interest in books. So I bought him not just one but sets of books. I take good care of my belongings and make sure they are neatly arranged in their respective places. Second son did exactly what I practice and even more – his colors were arranged from the lightest to the darkest shade. He finished a school year with his notebooks and books all looking almost entirely new. And he is always the fist honors of his class. BEFORE.
My second son today is the complete opposite of what he was before. His books have folds. He often forgets where he put his school ID and necktie among others. He loves his hair all messy. His books and notebooks have drawings everywhere. He often inks tattoo on his arms (using his sign pen).
Thus this mama and her second son started to have a not so harmonious relationship. She would often scold him; he all the more remains quiet, aloof, and secretive. This mama just can’t understand her once favorite son. She has become distant to him.
Understanding middle child
Husband must have felt the wall between his wife and second son. He advised his wife to read more about THE MIDDLE CHILD SYNDROME.
And so I did.