I am, without a doubt, a mama bear. I am protective of those I care about. You can screw me over and I will simply fume, but mess with someone I love and I will more than likely hold a heavy grudge against you and show you absolutely zero kindness until the end of time. This is not a good thing… in fact… I would venture to say that it is a very bad thing (forgiveness you guys, it is the way of the future).
The other day someone asked Drew and I if we are going to have kids anytime soon. While those, cooing pink bundles joy are indeed adorable, I have no desire to grow one at this time. Many of my friends are parents, kick ass parents at that, they give me hope for all of parent-dome and I admire them whole heartedly. The bonus is, one day when I am flailing in the pool of parenthood, they will be there to help me along… for the time being however, I can see their children, play with them, run around the yard, snuggle, laugh, and enjoy their cute little faces, then I give them back at the end of the day! It is a win win really.
Though we aren’t ready for children Drew insists that I will be a good mom… I won’t deny that I am a total care giver, it is one of my love languages, but a MOM… I love taking care of people; cooking for them, giving them gifts, helping in any way I can. But bringing an innocent little person into the chaos of life present day would be terrible! Not to mention detrimental to the poor things future (hello therapy!).
My mama bear side needs a little time to cut her teeth… that is to say, I need to learn to calm down. My temper isn’t what it used to be, but it most certainly isn’t as in check as it should be when it comes to the people I care for; I am terrified of what would happen should that person be miniature and all mine to nurture and protect (or royally screw up).
Kids are cute, but they can wait… mama bear needs to stop pacing in her cage and relax, and there is plenty of time for that.
Ok, also, let’s be honest, I want to be a super parent, with a super cute kid who is well adjusted and ultra rad… basically I want to be Beyonce (or my friend Teresa).