You really never stop being a mom. That protective gene is not something you can turn off. So I tell all the kids in our “village” (yeah, even the ones who are thirty-something), you will just have to bear with me. I will always be looking out for you.
The latest incident set off the wild child as well, so I don’t feel so bad. One of the village kids was on Facebook with another one. She had her house key and posted on Facebook that she would leave it in her mailbox for the other to pick up, and they even set a time! I have a cousin who posted their vacation plans in advance. She even put up pictures of the hotel where they were going to stay. Even the wild child put a comment up that she had to rethink and remove (but it is never completely gone is it?). So I have started to rethink this whole Facebook, social networking thing.
Now, I know what you’re thinking, “She blogs! She shares all sorts of things!” This is true, but not. Oh I know that if someone really wanted to find out who I am, where I live, the names of my kids etc. they could. But what I share is benign. The way I think about it is that I wouldn’t put anything on my blog, or Facebook for that matter, that I wouldn’t mind being in the local newspaper. So, that being said, you don’t put an ad in the paper that you are going away, because any burglar will happily plan a heist for the dates you are gone, DUH!
I will end the rant with that, but it doesn’t change that protective gene. Somewhat related to that, I read a quote from Erma Bombeck the other day.
“One thing they never tell you about child raising is that for the rest of your life, at the drop of a hat, you are expected to know your child’s name and how old he or she is.” Erma Bombeck
1995 – the youngest wasn’t born yet.
This is so true! Be honest, how many times have you looked at your child and gone through every other child’s name before you hit the right one? For me, with 6 names, it would be stringing the first few syllables of each name. Eventually I will hit the right one. I will wholeheartedly say that it has nothing to do with the child. It is just old age and the stress on the brain cells. That is my story and I am sticking to it!