Motherhood: Not for the faint of heart!

I would have made the world's worst Mother!  Having this puppy, makes me realize this more and more every day.  I'm over-protective, worrisome, and project hypochondria on the little bugger at the slightest sign of a runny nose or if he even looks at me funny.

They say Mom's have eyes in the back of their heads and are all-knowing, but obviously that doesn't include me because Dudley swallowed a sock once without me even knowing until later that night when he threw it up, whole!  I didn't even know a dog would eat a sock, for heaven's sake!  I shouldn't be surprised though, as he eats anything and everything he can get his mouth on.  Bugs, rocks, leaves, twigs, dirt.  He thinks everything on the ground is food, I guess, whether it tastes good or not.  I was in horror the first time I caught him chasing and then eating a spider on the porch.  He even tried to eat a wasp once, even after it stung him.  Good grief!

If he's out in the back yard playing and gets within three feet of the fence I'm having a come-apart.  I'm scared he'll get in with the donkeys and they'll stomp him to death.  Hubby has strung wire all along the bottom boards of the fence to prevent him from squeezing underneath, but still I start hyperventilating anytime he even gets close.  Hubby tries to reassure me and get me to relax, but I just can't seem to do it.  "Just let him be a puppy!" he says, or "Stop stressing out!"  I'm trying, really I am, but if anything ever happened to that precious angel, and especially if my donkeys had something to do with it, I'd just die.

Today I had him with me at the office and he was just snoring away.  When he woke up, I took him downstairs for some fresh air, then fed him some lunch.  When I went to clean him up afterward, I noticed one of his eyes had no pupil.  One eye was perfectly fine with his normal sized pupil and the other had none at all!  Of course this scared the peewiddlywaddles out of me, so the first thing I did was look on the internet for an explanation.  Can you imagine me with a human baby, looking everything up on the internet and then believing everything I was reading?  We'd be bankrupt from all the emergency room visits in the middle of the night!  I was just getting ready to load him up and run him over to the vet when I looked down and his eyes were back to normal.  Whew!  Not sure what caused it, but it sure scared me there for a minute.  See what I mean about projecting hypochondria?  I instantly think the worse and that he's somehow contracted some rare and terrifying condition that can't be cured!

I just can't imagine what a bundle of nerves I would have been if I had ever had a real baby of my very own to care for.  Motherhood is such a big responsibility and I honestly don't think I was cut out for it.  I know they say the instincts just come to you naturally, but I'm not sure I believe it.  It sure makes me admire all the mother's I know, my own included.  Mothers deserve diamond encrusted, solid gold medals for all they endure.  One for every year they are mother's, and then some!