10/8/06

I was never prepared for the fear, the fear that comes with being a parent.
They tell you about the good times and mostly about how tough it is but I never recall anyone telling me how afraid I’d be all the time.
I don’t let the fear dictate my life but I feel it almost all the time lurking at the edges of my vision.
They run across the road, guided by their bus driver, and I have visions of cars running the stop sign and plowing into their little bodies.
I smile and wave and let them go.
They go off with their grand parents and I fear that they will be snatched from under the hopefully watchful gaze of nana and pop pop.
Sexual predators, psycho serial killers, bullies, tainted school lunches.
SO much to worry about, fears so real!
And yet I smile and wave and let them go.

6 comments:

Balloon Pirate said...

Trying to control the uncontrollable?

How's that working for you?

Yeharr

Dark Lady said...

I am trying to NOT let fear control my life.

It's going fine, except for the ulcer.

Fear is there and it always has been and always will be.
Some fears I let win the battle and some I do not

Balloon Pirate said...

Why battle it, when it's so much easier to just step aside and watch it roll past?


Yeharr

KJ said...

argh........child raising.

makes me stress

Slow Learner said...

What you're describing are the normal fears of a loving parent, and that you control your natural reactions shows that you're agood Mum :o)

My daughter, with her congenital muscle disorder, was always a worry as far as her safety and well-being was concerned. And when she went off to University it was a huge worry, even though everything had been done to make sure she'd be OK living alone.

Four years on and everything has been a huge success. She relishes living alone and being independent. She travels around Brighton on public transport, and comes home by train every so often. Apart from her studies for her Master's she has two part-time jobs. Through having been given a secure and caring upbringing she has the confidence to be independent.

There was a time when I couldn't imagine her even leaving the house unaccompanied, but I don't fret about her safety any more. That's such a relief!

Desireous said...

Oh I so know what you mean! Though it does get better as they age. When they are young there is so much for them get into and they have so little understanding of the world. It's really scary being a parent. I can only tell you it does get better...

hugs
Des