My family is really different. I'm mixed and I barely know my father or his side of the fam. My mother never talked down about him , but me meeting him when I turned 18 made me realize that..no one else on Earth could love their children less the he loves me and my brothers. I've learned to love my son unconditionally and now I noticed that even though he's 3 months I never take my eye off him for a second. If he's sleep I sleep under him to hear him breathe. Mainly because when he was born he wasn't breathing but I also would hate for him to look at me like I look at my father. A lot of negative things stuck with me into adulthood. Not as negative as you would think but things I have to work through in order to be the best mother I can be.