I am not a violent person.
As a matter of fact, many people have informed me that I'm probably "too nice."
However, when it comes to my kid...I can turn Hulk in an instant. Well, sort of. I mean, I do have self-control. But that doesn't stop the initial surge of fiery adrenaline pumping through my veins when I'm told some kid went bat-shit crazy and tried to punch my son and nearly hit him with a plastic baseball bat---over a swing.
Luckily everything is fine now, but seriously...nothing hurts more that that. Not a bad breakup, not failing a major final, not losing your job, not even a gallbladder attack (which I will argue is worse than labor, being that I've experienced both.)
Parenthood isn't easy, but it's worth it.
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