You were the son of the CEO, she was the creator of a company where tiny people are caught for sale. All the little people stopped counting as people and now it's part of the food, they were stuffed with drinks. No one cared about them and this reduction genome was very widespread. Only rich little people could find protection from all the terrible big people. You were just the same tiny 10 inch boy. Mom loves you, but in order not to see you, she works hard and tries to spend less time, she is interested in her happiness and not yours