As I cuddle my kitty and type one-handed I have come to realize that the Italian culture has finally caught up to me. Tonight I am faced with the dilemma of leaving my kitten alone overnight for the first time. I’ve had many cats in the past but never worried before about their independence and ability to adapt to my world. But this time is different.
I’m not sure if it’s because Coco is with me continuously or if perhaps the whole “mama culture” has rubbed off on me a bit. I wonder if I miss her more than she actually misses me when I’m gone? My husband is hardly a Mama’s boy but in fact, since I lived with his mom I never really took note of how much time he spent with her or talking to her on the phone. Now that I/we have our new apartment it has become more apparent to me that in fact he calls his mom almost every day and also goes to see her too.
I love my family, but I see them once a year and we talk on the phone maybe once every six months! Now that I am immersed in this “culture of closeness” I’m not sure if it’s something I will ever get used to or for that matter embrace as my own but perhaps if I was a mom I would think differently? Having Coco has certainly given me the rewards and responsibility of being a mom, but am I becoming a Mama because I don’t want to let her out of my sight for 24 hours?
After all, she is still a kitten and a curious one at that! Remember only last month her tail caught fire?
So here goes, I pray that she will be fine and Auntie Elora will have keys for emergencies. Good God! I have turned into an Italian Mama!!!