Mothering instinct

I did not spend Christmas last year with my son. He was in Georgia with his grandmother and dad. I managed to stay busy at work and did not feel too depressed about it, I did not think.

This year is "my year" with my son, and as Christmas is starting to approach, I am experiencing a level of possessiveness, jealousy, anxiety, and desire for alone time with my son that I think must indicate a lot of latent, built up, repressed mommy instinct. It needs to be expressed. I need to be a cute sweet mom this Christmas, baking cookies with my son while it snows outside. I absolutely need it.


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