The (dis)Comforts of Change

     So I just found out we are having a son :) I am going to do my best not to turn him into a complete mama's boy. Challenge accepted.

     It got me thinking of how it's going to be with a little boy running around. And how his life might turn out like, and how different mine is going to be. Is he going to like coloring, or if he is going to leave me on the floor to color by myself? Is he going to be a reader like me, or an athlete like his father and I? Will he allow his mom into his tree house, or will it be no girls allowed? That I won't have much of a problem with. I'll just build my own next to his :) 

     When I was growing up I didn't have a care in the world, but I wonder how much my mom secretly worried about our safety, happiness, and everything in between. She didn't let it show.

     We used to be able to run the neighborhood at midnight playing flashlight tag with an entire block of neighborhood kids. Now we live in fear of who we may be living next to.
    
     I am going to be a mama bear. For sure. Keeping my worry in check is going to be a battle for me. How do you raise a kid in the world we live in today? I'm not saying things are terrible. We are becoming closer to being a more accepting society and we have made some amazing advances, especially in the medical field and technology. I just wish my son could meet up with all the neighbor kids and play tag or ride their bikes all over without having to practically put a GPS under his skin.

     While the societal decline gives me discomfort, I am comforted knowing that my son will be a part of this changing, amazing world! My world :)