As I sit here typing, my cat, Marnie, hovers about a foot away from me. She is walking around on the coffee table and it’s making me nervous. She is trying to grab the straw out of my cup because straws are her favorite toys at the moment.
I grab the cup away from her and hold it next to me. Marnie then places her little paws on the love seat and reaches into the cup with her little mouth and gets her teeth on my straw. Annoyed, I stand up and remove the cup/straw from the room with a sigh.
I am very irritated with my little ball of fluff. This is how I know I am not ready for children.
There are a myriad of other reasons, of course, but the level of frustration that I sometimes feel over my cat for simply being a cat really drives the point home.
Ever since I moved into my own apartment, Marnie’s neediness has increased tenfold. She has gone from being mildly obsessed with me to straight up stalker. She follows me into the bathroom. She follows me into the kitchen. Wherever I go, Marnie is probably less than two feet behind me. It’s very sweet, but damn girl. Get your own life.
She also has a tendency to wake me up in the middle of the night. She gets bored, I guess, and thinks that jumping on my bed and meowing will rouse me from my slumber so that I can serve as her entertainment. Generally, I just push her (lovingly) out of the bed and curse. If I had a child, this would not be a viable option.
I think I just don’t possess the motherly instinct. There was a brief period of time during my teenage years that I actually enjoyed babysitting. Those days are long gone. My theory is that I had a lot more patience back then because I was forced to spend inordinate amounts of time with other teenagers and at least little children were generally more mature than my classmates.
I wish I had more patience sometimes or that I was actually drawn to helping and being nurturing. But this isn’t me at the moment. I have a lot of respect and admiration for people who naturally carry a lot of patience around. I do not have this gift.
Big props to all the parents out there who don’t freak out over every little thing. You honestly amaze me with your strength.
An Annoyed Cat Mom
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