There is nothing worse than I spoiled child. When I was pregnant with my first (and only) child, I swore up and down and around the world that I would not have a spoiled child. No matter what anyone said, “I” was not going to have “a child like that.” Well guess what happened??….SHE IS ROTTEN!!! EVEN AS I AM WRITING THIS!! She wants to sit next to me. I told her to come sit on my left side because there isn’t any room on the right side as I am sitting on the very end of the couch. SHE IS CRYING LIKE SHE’S HURT!! How did this happen and how do I end this? Is it one of those things that just gets better over time (she is almost 3)?