dad.dy's girl

ˈda-dēz ˈgər(-ə)l

A daughter who is more affectionate towards her father.

...Says Me.

mom.ma's boy

ˈmäm-mäs ˈbȯi

A son who is more affectionate towards his mother.

...Says Me, again.

(Because fuck the horny definition, which I, by the way, think should not exist for such a cool relationship between parents and their children.)

And henceforth I lay the rule for reading this chapter: I'll fucking kill anyone who makes any risqué double entendres because this is about a very good form of love and relationship between parents and their children.

I have been a daddy's girl. Through and through. That is, until a couple of years back when I finally came to realize the fact that I'm my parents' girl.

Difficult to understand? Let me elaborate.

So, basically, most of the girls are pampered too much by their fathers or their father-like figures. Hence, referring to themselves as "Daddy's girl".

Since I've been that person who had been called as "Daddy's girl" and also because I used to accept that too (until a couple of years back, like I said) I pondered on why we daughters think our father pampers us more than our mother.

And I think I've a probable answer.

Now things might get a little confusing, so continue with care.

Take your best friend of same gender for example. Majority of the times we spend with them goes with insulting them.

I mean, you're gonna insult all your best friends recklessly, regardless of their gender but relatively, the one who's the same gender as you is going to receive more of the blow.

So here we compare our mother and father.

Considering I'm a girl, in my case, my mother is that annoying, same-gender best friend to whom I'm never gonna admit that I love and admire them.

In fact the most closest that I've ever been to telling my mother that I care so fucking much about her was by shouting at her with a smile, "I HATE YOU THIS MUCH MOMMY!" with my hands spread wide apart.

This happened just a few months back.

Not my finest moment.

Anyway, coming to my father. The two of us have soul-searching conversations almost everyday and we are like, really friendly and outgoing with each other, like, we admit how much we care about each other A LOT.

P.S.: I got interested in cars because of him, so yah, there's that.

My mother keeps scolding me while I make a mistake. Why? Because she doesn't want me to get hurt or suffer later.

But my father is quite the opposite.

He'll tell me not to do it, once, and when I don't listen to him, he'll sit right there, watch it all play out (my mistakes and their consequences, that is) but when I'm hurt later, he'll be there with me, always, sporting that same friendly-yet-all-knowing smile to help me get back on my feet.

From a teenage girl's perspective, the entire making-mistake part, would appear like binding them tight with a leash when the mother forbids them from doing a mistake.

But when the father does not stop you from doing shit, it feels like freedom. Like he's giving you more privilege than your mother.

And since a stereotypically perfect girl child is expected to refrain from being too active and also because of the fact that now, it's the 21st century and these stereotypical shits don't sell, girls like being rebellious and expect the parents to let them be that way.

So, when a mother stops you from a mistake it seems like she's cuffing you but when your father doesn't, it seems like he's setting your wings free or some analogy like that.

Now I think this thing goes on a complete one-eighty for boys.

Boys have been having the privilege to stay loose for a long time, so when their mother shows them her kind of love, maybe they like the fact that someone is showing them care and affection very openly, despite the stereotype of how a boy is hardcore and supposed to be stone-faced without showing any form of love out in the open and all those stupidities?

Though, what every single child fails to foresee is the fact that it's always coming back to the same reason: Your parents love you in their own weird way and they wish for your well-being more than anything.

I think (hopefully) you guys are getting the hint of what I'm trying to say.

Like, you're gonna be a "Momma's boy" or a "Daddy's girl" then later (like how I am right now) y'all're gonna get this big fat halo of light of knowledge on your head with angels singing in the background (but not really) and a bigass lightbulb moment where you'll realize your parents' perspectives.

Both your mother's and your father's.

Either that, or you'll realize it at some point of your life, earlier or later, but you will.

And if that happens when it's way too late, I'm really sorry for not being sorry to say this but you're gonna have to carry a shitload of guilt and baggage with you for the rest of your life.

So, stop whatever you're doing right now, like, even stop reading this and go show some kind of appreciation to your parents for what they've done for you so far.

Whether the gesture is big or small doesn't matter. This applies to every child. Hell, your parents wouldn't even mind it if you don't show them any kind of gratefulness, but seriously, drop everything right now, go give your mom a kiss on her cheek or slap a high-five with your dad or straight out hug it out (hey, that rhymed!) or just say that you care about them. Anything's fine.

*Flashes back to my "I HATE YOU THIS MUCH MOMMY!" moment*

*Shudders*

Don't...try what I did though.😬😬

You'll thank me later.

Welp, my mother's shouting for me right now so, gotta go!

*Catches the ladle she throws at me*

*Awkward laugh*

Yeah, she just loves me so much...🙃

Anyways

Until then,

Stay jacked.