CAN A SUCKLING MOTHER FORGET HER CHILD?

By Brenda Lemuel Briggs

 

Yes, a mother can reject and forget her child, and while it may sound shocking—real life shows us it happens more often than people admit.

When a child is rejected from birth, especially over something like gender, the wound can run very deep. It’s not the child’s fault at all—the child never chose to be male or female. That rejection says more about the mother’s unhealed expectations, her cultural pressures, and maybe even her own disappointments in life.

Here are a few takes on the matter:

1. Rejection is never about the child

The child becomes the “mirror” of the parent’s frustrations, but the problem lies with the parent’s mindset, not the child’s existence. The pain belongs to the parent, but tragically, the child often carries the weight of it.

2. Cultural and societal pressures play a role

In some cultures, a male child is considered more valuable. This can push a mother into bitterness when she births a girl, feeling she has failed her husband, her family, or society. But again, that’s not the child’s doing.

3. The consequences on the child are real

Rejection at birth creates feelings of unworthiness, abandonment, and low self-esteem that can last into adulthood. Many adults today are still trying to heal from a mother or father who never accepted them.

4. Healing starts with truth

The first step for anyone who’s experienced rejection is realizing: “It wasn’t my fault. I did nothing wrong by existing.” That shift is powerful, because it moves the shame back to where it belongs—not on the child, but on the broken expectations of the parent.

5. A bigger truth to hold onto

Even if a mother rejects her child, there’s a scripture that says: “Even if your mother forgets you, I will not forget you.” (Isaiah 49:15). It reminds us that divine love is greater than human rejection.

 If you’ve lived through rejection, it’s not the end of your story. Many who were once unwanted grew into people who bring healing, love, and worth to others because they know what rejection feels like.

If you have suffered rejection, kindly share your story, it just might give someone hope and healing.

Kindly follow my blog.

See you in the next edition. 


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