Defending My Cubs
When you have kids, multiple kids, it’s inevitable that at some point you will make at least one trip to the Principal’s office (and it’s not to discuss the upcoming bake sale).
I know this for a fact because I’m practically on a first name basis with the principal now. I think there comes a point in every mom’s life when she makes that trip into the Principal’s office, not because she wants to, but because like a mother bear, she’s been forced into a corner and has to come out baring teeth and defending her cubs.
My first experience with being a mother bear forced to attack was three years ago when Bug had encountered a problem with another student. I opted for a very diplomatic approach at first and attempted to have Bug solve his own problems by talking to the teachers about it. When that failed miserably and actually ended up backfiring on me; it was then that I became the fearless mother bear, clawing her way to her cub’s defense.
As moms we eventually want our children to grow up and leave the nest right? We groom them in the hopes that one day they will be able to take care of and defend themselves. Unfortunately there may come a time when you have to defend them. After all, you can’t expect them to know how to stand up for themselves if you haven’t shown them. That’s part of our job, to protect them when they can’t. To come to their aid and help them whenever they need it, regardless of what it is. If we’ve done our job well, they will learn to stand up to us and not need us anymore.
Since that day three years ago, I’ve come a long way in protecting my cubs. Defending them and protecting them won’t always happen the way you think. It won’t always be the school system or another child that’s out to do them harm; sometimes you will have to protect them from themselves, from making a mistake that they’ll regret or teaching them to trust their own instincts and not follow the pack.
A mother bear’s job is a hard one. Each day we face new challenges that make us rise to our fearless selves and ROAR in an effort to frighten away anything that threatens to harm our cubs. We don’t do it for the fame; we certainly don’t do it for fun. We do it because no one will ever protect our cubs the way we do. Sometimes we will succeed and sometimes we will fail but every time we stand up on our haunches, bare our teeth and let out a frightening Roar… our cubs and everything that threatens to harm them will know one thing;
You don’t mess with a mother bear.