I’m not scared to admit my umbilical cord has not been fully cut.
Now don’t be confused. I’m in no way financially dependent upon my parents. I can support myself, but there is definitely comfort in knowing my family will always have my back. I like my parents a lot, and I’m pretty sure they at least kind of like me too. You do like me, mom… right?!
My parents are pretty generous folks and they still like to “spoil” me occasionally. Sometimes I feel a sense of bitterness from my peers when I mention my mom will give me money to put towards my student loan.
Look I understand, you think I’m a spoiled brat who never has to work for anything?
Spare me your jealousy. Is there really something wrong with letting my parents (who are in a way better financial position than myself) help me out from time to time? Should I be prideful and refuse any help or support from them?
If you’re too macho to accept generosity, good for you.
That’s not the way I roll. I’m a momma’s boy for life.
I’ve mentioned in past posts, Mom Ninja occasionally surprises me with a couple of hundred dollar deposits into my checking account. This money is only to be used toward my student loan. Does my mom have to give me the money for the loan?
No. Have I ever asked her “Hey mom can I have some money to pay down my debt?” No. She does it because she is weird loves me, and is in a position where she can help me.
Not only do the parental units hook me up with the occasional b*tch slap to Sallie Mae, but sometimes they just like to give me a random gift. A few years ago I came home to a package from UPS. “Funny,” I thought to myself.
I didn’t order anything, did I? Open it up, and blammo, a brand-spankin’ new iPod touch from the rent.
Or just this last weekend I got a picture text message of a pair of shoes mom ninja wanted to know if she could get for me (she knows I have a shoe fetish).
The random gifts really make my day.
It may sound petty, but getting gifts for absolutely no reason at all, really makes me feel loved. Does that make me materialistic or shallow?
More important than any tangible gift they could give, I most appreciate their support. I know they will always be my cheerleaders. They want to see me achieve my goals. They have spent a great deal of their love, money, and time on my personal development. The least I could do is try and make them proud, right? After all, I don’t want to be the worst investment they’ve ever made.
Yes, the umbilical still remains, but I don’t think that is necessarily a bad thing. If I was begging for mom to bail me out of jail, stealing money from their bank account, or mooching off them in any capacity, it would be a different story. Thankfully, my parents raised me better than that.
So bloggers, do you still have an imaginary umbilical cord linking you to your parents?
Do they help you out financially from time to time? Do you ever feel like some people think you are spoiled or maybe even babied? If you completely cut the cord, at what age did you do so, and why?