After last weeks post, I thought I would share this post with you, I’m sure many of you are familiar with Spiderman; you know, bit by a radioactive spider that gave him superpowers? If danger is near then his spidey senses tingle and he goes into superhero mode?
Well, in a nutshell, that is what becoming a mom is like to me. Let me explain, before being a mom, I was quite capable of watching or seeing anything without getting too emotionally vested. Not to say that I was a cold person (cause in reality, I still cried when I watched videos of people restoring faith in humanity) but I could pretty much deal with things rationally on the outside, whilst resolving my emotions internally.
Fast forward to me becoming a mom and now everything pulls at my heartstrings. Watching Cupcake sleep makes me all teary eyed, hearing him laugh the first time had me crying happy tears, seeing someone hold him too tight made me want to snap their spine in half… you get where I’m going with this right? Even hearing a baby cry in a shopping mall quite literally has my boobs filling up with milk. *facepalm*
So seeing so many news articles lately of children being hurt, abandoned and left to fend for themselves, have me wanting to sit in a corner, rocking on my haunches whilst singing “rock-a-by-baby”. My family laugh at me sometimes and joke that I need to save them if I want to, which really makes it worse because if there were ever a time that I wish that I could have a superpower, it would be to save all these kids from pain and to give them the world.
But I can’t, and that makes me want to cry but in the same breathe, makes me want to be a better parent.
Realistically speaking I know that I cannot save Cupcake from EVERYTHING, his first heartbreak, his first stumble, not even from getting sick. However cruel the world is, I need to be strong, and teach him about the light in the world, and give him the tools to live without holding him back because of my own fears.
It is definitely going to be tough, I mean my spidey senses are going to go into overhaul all the time I’m sure, however this is also a gift in the sense that it gives us a greater compassion for others as well. So while I cannot always be there for him, I can help others out by bringing a little happiness into their lives in which ever way I can.
And with kids being so ever observant, I can teach Cupcake to do the same, and it doesn’t even have to be something huge, it can be as simple as greeting the teller whose scanning in your groceries, feeding a stray cat, just tiny acts of kindness to help keep the old heartstrings happy.
To think beyond ourselves for the greater good, for as Spiderman says, “With great power, comes great responsibility.”
Have a fantastic Tuesday all!
Always with Love & Peace,