Yes, my mother was my problem, too, but I finally saw that whatever I did for her
to help her was being done for God, and that's how I lived to care for her during her
last years. She ultimately learned that she was loved, I think, despite her own personal problems.

And, as for rearing our own children, we do the best that we know how to care
for them well, prepare them for life, and let them go with respect and love
when their time comes for independence. We're never perfect; no parents ever
are, and no child ever gets through childhood without some small area of weakness.

Part of their life is learning what it is that bothers them and working to improve it and feel fully mature and free.

Try reading a little paperback called Forgiving and Moving On; that one is very helpful for me when I begin to wonder about the best and worst of my life as a
child in a home in which the mother had problems with not wanting children and
with negativity.

Take care and know that we've all had some problems in childhood that we're all
working on daily (hopefully) to be finally free from the injury.