AM is nostalgic for the time when i was a kid because i had no personality and thoughts

My mother is always whining about the time when i was a kid and i didn’t ever fight back or go against her in anything. According to her i adored and worshiped her, i mean i was like 4 so it’s not like i knew any better. I also had no interests and personality i just followed whatever she did. She is constantly moaning and whining and talking about how she misses that time and saying “when you were little you did whatever i asked! you loved the same movies and clothes i did! now you haaattee them and you haatteee meeeeee” and pouts and acts like an upset toddler. Funny enough makes no effort to actually know her adult child, because to her i will always be a toddler. It’s like me as an individual is a barrier to her accessing her child as an object. because i actually have boundaries and thoughts now so i can’t just be her puppet.