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A Mama Bear Kind of Day

I have said before that I am the classic, over-protective, mama bear.  I had Mama Bear feelings three times today before 10:00 am! 

Mama Bear #1:

My son woke us up at 5:45 this morning because he had had a nightmare. 

He failed to mention that he had already filled his diaper and subsequently pee’d through the full diaper, soaking my husband and his side of the bed (thank God for California Kings – my side was dry and warm!).  In disgust, my husband got up, changed my son, put him in bed next to me and got ready for the day (45 minutes early).  But I digress…

My son couldn’t go back to sleep because he was so scared from his nightmare, his little heart was racing.  (I know because we had to snuggle tight to avoid the pee.)  He started asking me questions about bad guys and home security.  I ended up turning on the light and talking with my son for forty-five minutes about ‘what-ifs’ and why he is safe.  He wanted me to get his dad, because he was worried I was too small to defeat a bad guy.  I tried to explain without showing my over-dramatic true colors that I would keep him safe at all costs.  I explained that bad guys have no interest in us, we have an alarm system, etc, etc.  But I was getting worked up being asked questions like, “What if a bad guy came in with a gun and tried to take Sissy or I?”  What I really wanted to say is that if somebody came in this house that shouldn’t, I would kill them.  Did you see the period?  Kill them. Period.  Even if they were bigger and had a gun, I would win because you always bet on the crazy mama bear!

Mama Bear #2:

After getting my son safely off to school, I was driving my daughter to preschool.  We literally live within a mile of the school and could walk if it wasn’t so damn cold this morning.  (Who am I kidding, I always drive!)  As I was going straight, somebody turned left in front of me.  I had to SLAM on my brakes with my sweet, precious girl in the car! Once I realized that, by the grace of God, we had stopped (I truly don’t know how I brought my husbands huge truck to a stop that fast!) I was relieved… and pissed!  What kind of moron makes a left turn without slowing down, or looking both ways!  I wanted to yell at her, but I settled for a long honk.  My little girl is too young to witness road rage. 

However, when I dropped her off at school my heart was still racing and my voice cracked when I tried to tell the story.  You all know that feeling… I get chills just writing about it.

Mama Bear #3:

After dropping my daughter off at preschool, I went to the gym.  I hoped to run off the adrenaline pumping through my veins.  I had a nice run and on my way home noticed that our neighbor’s nanny’s car was parked in front of their house.  Except, they had fired that nanny yesterday

Now maybe, I was already mentally in the wrong place with the bad guy talk and near collision, but I started worrying about disgruntled employees and my neighbor’s sweet little girl inside.  I instantly pulled my car over.  But I didn’t jump out of my car and barge in the front door.  No, I am balanced and mature, but the thought occurred to me.  I texted my neighbor at work to make sure the nanny was supposed to be there, she confirmed that while they gave her notice yesterday, her last day was today.  I took yet another deep breath and went home.

I think I need some serious wine and chocolate to counteract the adrenaline from today!

Are you a mama or papa bear type?  Do you mentally prepare for the worst in situations?  Have you, like me, mapped out your exit strategies with the kids if an intruder got into the house?  Have you performed acts of heroism for the sake of your children? Some other time I will tell you about my escalator gymnastics that saved my son’s life…

Bottom line, am I crazy or a normal mama?

My protective side...

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  1. January 6, 2011 at 2:42 pm

    I’m all kinds of worked up right now, which makes me think I’m a Mama Bear too.

    Or we’re both bat shit crazy. (But that driver…I would be LIVID and then miserable for exposing my little girl to that…..Gah, who said mommyhood was easy? I wanna smack him around!)

    • January 6, 2011 at 2:46 pm

      Mads – I clearly failed to mention the best part: The driver was a “she” and she had car seats in her car!!! I don’t know if she had kids in the car due to my BLIND FURY!

  2. January 6, 2011 at 3:06 pm

    I am a mama bear! But, today at mommy and me when some dumb kid pushed my son (who is about 5 inches taller than that little twerp) I told him to push back (mainly because this kid is a bully and I want to see him get his ass kicked!)

    If anyone ever came after my kids, I would kill them too. Period. If I ever (knock on wood) get into an accident with my kids in the car that was avoidable because the other driver was too busy being an A-hole- I would probably get taken away by the cops for screaming.

    A DUMBASS lady in the grocery store shushed my son and I almost killed her. She wouldn’t look at me to engage, but if stink-eyes could kill, I would be the most popular person in the world!

    YOU GO GIRL!!!

    • January 6, 2011 at 3:34 pm

      Jamie – maybe you and I should the retainer fees for an attorney. I am seriously considering a Mama Bear Monday’s Blog Theme!

      • January 6, 2011 at 3:47 pm

        I would have plenty of material, seeing as how I have a child who will be three on Monday and wears a 5- I get plenty of dirty looks from people expecting my 2 year old to behave like a kindergartner!

  3. January 6, 2011 at 3:27 pm

    I almost attacked a senior lady a month ago because I saw her move in front of my son who was in line to taste a sample at Sam’s Club.

    i get it.

    • January 6, 2011 at 3:35 pm

      Rene – I love it! Yep, I’ll attack women, seniors and professional wrestlers – makes no difference to this Mama Bear!

  4. January 6, 2011 at 3:34 pm

    My kids are a bit older than yours now, but I assure you my instinct to protect them continues…
    I will never forget the day my baby girl came home (from kindergarten) and told me one of the little girls on the playground had been mean to her.
    If I tell you I wanted to show up at the kindergarten yard the next day and kick that little girl’s ass would you think I were crazy?
    I know. It’s illegal to beat a child. And of course I didn’t really even consider doing it for real. Not much.
    But I felt rage toward a kindergartener. Because my baby was crying.
    Not life or death. But emotional trauma can be even worse…
    Carry on, mama bear. You are not crazy. Just in love with your kids.

    • January 6, 2011 at 3:38 pm

      Julie – would I think you were crazy? Nope, I think I love you! I can imagine as the kids get older, there are even more Mama Bear moments!

  5. oc
    January 6, 2011 at 6:06 pm

    I pity the person that ever came between me and my children. I would pity them more if I was with all my Mama Bear friends. Mama Bears unite.

  6. Trifecta
    January 6, 2011 at 11:37 pm

    Bat shit crazy

    • January 6, 2011 at 11:39 pm

      I am just that AJ, don’t ever forget it!

  1. January 7, 2011 at 6:37 am

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