I love being a mother.
I love raising my children. I love nurturing their every need: protection, food, shelter, love and all that this entails.
I also love bears.
abcnews.go.com - woman plays dead
newser.com - Mama bear mauls jogger
Is it any wonder that they use the term mamma bear in a parenting safety app on phones? ( http://mamabearapp.com/ )
In my life as a parent, I've played all sorts of 'mama bears':
The mama who goes about doing her own thing, but always watching with those eyes in the back of my head. Oh yes, young ones, I know what you are doing...
The mama bear who convinces the young child it's quiet time, so that I CAN TAKE A NAP!
The mama bear who trees her cub (time-out in human terms) to teach them a lesson or protect them from harm.
The mama bear who GETS RIGHT IN YOUR FACE and says "Hey! That's my kid - don't you DARE treat my kid that way!"
And the mama bear who will FIGHT. The mama bear who will stop at NOTHING to defend her child and protect that child from ANY PERCEIVED harm. Yeah, that's the one.
And it doesn't really matter what that perceived harm is, does it? Whether it's the bully on the bus, the stranger who makes a nasty comment, the neighbor woman who somehow thinks it's okay her child tripped yours, the doctor who wants to inject toxic poisons into the bloodstream,the librarian who doesn't get your child's special needs, the guy next door, the boys walking in the mall, the school district that doesn't truly know the educational needs of your specific child, or the chemicals that wreak havoc on your child's brain that so many people are fooled into thinking is actually 'food'....
We mothers can all identify with those protective instincts of a mama bear. We will leap in and defend our child from whatever we perceive as harmful. Don't mess with this mama bear's cubs. Don't toy with them, don't hassle them, don't mess with their brains. I'm watching.