Upon watching a show on hoarding the other night, I noticed that my second daughter has extreme hoarding tendencies. She schleps bags of her "stuff" from one room to another and just admires it all as she counts and delights in her riches day after day.
Oddly, she doesn’t even take out her goods to use but once in a while. In fact, she has a designated shine area in my room, behind my armoir, where she positions it all on display. It is a protective relationship that she has developed with her ever-expanding accumulation of things.
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My only comfort as an apprehensive mother who recognizes that her daughter is a hoarder, is that this little girl is meticulous about her hygiene. That alone brings me a great sense of relief!
I do wonder if at six years old, she is developing such a passionate and sentimental relationship with her stashes in reaction to Mommy being a little communistic and expecting everything to be treated as communal property?
I mean, get real- with five kids, who can keep track whose stuff is whose? Besides, the two boys share a room and the three girls another, so all the booty gets mixed together by the time my Two Year-Old Savage gets her greasy paws on it all!
Even if something is rightfully the property of one of the pups as they received it for a birthday or specific holiday, eventually all is forgotten and gets classified as Everyone´s Toys.
Am I doing my kids an injustice by trying to teach them to forego exclusive ownership of their possesions?
Am I being selfish because I am also trying to avoid my second (dreaded) job- that of referee- which involves me pulling them off one another like a pack of wild dogs when they all pursue the same coveted object?
Truth is that they all end up playing together with it all anyway- all they have is each other.
So does it really matter in the end to whom each puzzle, book, Barbie, matchbox car, stuffed animal, pencil case, etc rightfully belongs?