My Gym Mommy Treats Me Like A Kid- ●

But she just smiled and said, "I'm just trying to help, sweetie. You need to take care of your body. Now, go ahead and finish your snack. And don't forget to drink your water."

She looked at me with a confused expression, like she didn't understand why I was resisting her help. "But sweetie, this will help you sleep so much better. It's got lavender and chamomile. It's good for you."

I felt like I was going to lose it. "Mom, stop! I'm 25 years old. I can take care of myself. You don't have to feed me like a baby anymore." My Gym Mommy Treats Me Like A Kid-

We had a good talk, and I think we're starting to find that balance. She's still my Gym Mommy, and I love her for it. But I'm glad we're working on me becoming a healthier, more independent adult - in her eyes, at least.

As I was getting ready for bed that night, she came into my room with a bottle of essential oil and a glass of water. "Here, sweetie, drink this. It'll help you sleep better." And she handed me the water with a few drops of oil in it. But she just smiled and said, "I'm just

I'm 25 years old, and I still live with my mom. I know, I know, it's not the most ideal situation, but I've been trying to get back on my feet after college and mom offered to let me stay with her until I get settled. The thing is, my mom - whom I lovingly refer to as "Gym Mommy" - has a hard time treating me like an adult.

I looked at her and said, "Mom, I think I'm old enough to take care of my own sleep routine. Can I please just have a normal glass of water?" And don't forget to drink your water

I sighed and finished the snack, feeling like a kid again. I know she means well, but sometimes I wish she could just treat me like an adult.