Let me just begin by saying that no, I have not written in a long time and yes, it is time to begin again. Life is an amazing thing. A month ago, my little girl was born . . . and before continuing into the meat of this blog, let me also add that there are absolutely no words to describe motherhood and my feelings toward my little girl. There is not a day that goes by when I don't spend countless minutes staring at her, wondering how something so miraculous could have been made by me. She is absolutely, without a doubt, the most beautiful thing I have ever laid my eyes on. And until you have children of your own, it is impossible to know exactly how much you can love someone.
Now, having said all this, motherhood has only inspired my imagination. And it dawns on me, I have been primed to become a mother my entire life. And it's not just me . . . we all have in some fashion. Remember growing up? I remember baby dolls. I hated them. However, that is beside the point. Baby dolls. Most of my little girlfriends loved them. They got to play "mom". And as we got older, the dolls became increasingly life-like. What was once 100% plastic, soon became a plastic toy that became human when it wet it's diaper. But it didn't stop at baby dolls. Oh no. Not only were young girls targeted toward the idea of parenthood but prepubescent boys were as well. Take a look at the Giga pet. Oh yeah. Little pets of our choice . . . dogs, cats, monkeys . . . whatever. We were thrown into responsibility with a pet we had to feed and clean up, and play with. But unlike the less lifelike Cabbage Patch Kid dolls, the Giga pet threw us into a deeper reality--a scary reality. If we didn't feed our Giga pet, if we failed to take care of it, the pet died. And for many of us, this was the way with our actual pets (even though our parents typically did all the grunt work).
I find it interesting. We are preparing to become parents early on in our childhoods. And the funny thing is, I hear the media blaming the upcoming generations outrageous behaviors on the entertainment industry. I don't dare say that Giga pets cause pregnancy, no. I am merely stating that I find it interesting how the outside world primes us for whatever it feels we should be.
Now, having said all this, motherhood has only inspired my imagination. And it dawns on me, I have been primed to become a mother my entire life. And it's not just me . . . we all have in some fashion. Remember growing up? I remember baby dolls. I hated them. However, that is beside the point. Baby dolls. Most of my little girlfriends loved them. They got to play "mom". And as we got older, the dolls became increasingly life-like. What was once 100% plastic, soon became a plastic toy that became human when it wet it's diaper. But it didn't stop at baby dolls. Oh no. Not only were young girls targeted toward the idea of parenthood but prepubescent boys were as well. Take a look at the Giga pet. Oh yeah. Little pets of our choice . . . dogs, cats, monkeys . . . whatever. We were thrown into responsibility with a pet we had to feed and clean up, and play with. But unlike the less lifelike Cabbage Patch Kid dolls, the Giga pet threw us into a deeper reality--a scary reality. If we didn't feed our Giga pet, if we failed to take care of it, the pet died. And for many of us, this was the way with our actual pets (even though our parents typically did all the grunt work).
I find it interesting. We are preparing to become parents early on in our childhoods. And the funny thing is, I hear the media blaming the upcoming generations outrageous behaviors on the entertainment industry. I don't dare say that Giga pets cause pregnancy, no. I am merely stating that I find it interesting how the outside world primes us for whatever it feels we should be.
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