Monday, July 19, 2010
Parenthood in Rio de Janeiro. I swear I'm not scared!
I have found that irrational fears and parenthood go hand and hand. I can't help but worry about the silliest things.
Living in Rio de Janeiro does not help my irrational parental fears. Take a simple thing like my 3 year old going on a field trip with his school. My typical irrational fear would be him getting separated from the group.
Now let's add Rio de Janeiro to the equation. I worry that there's going to be a random shooting on the street where the school bus happens to be passing. Or he'll get separated from the group, or get snatched, and I'll never see him again do to the lack of infrastructure in the country. There's also stray bullets, food poisoning, wild monkey attacks, giant mosquitoes, and bum poop.
People, I did say the fears were irrational.
I honestly forget about these irrational fears most of the time. Day to day activities distract you, especially with two little ones. Plus, there are so many great things here for your kids, that it's hard to put an active imagination above the high quality of life they do have.
You forget about the meningitis outbreaks that happen in Rio de Janeiro, knowing your kid is vaccinated. You put them in a good school near your home in a good neighborhood. You cross the street when you are about to cross paths with the area's crazy, glue sniffing bum. And you liberally apply mosquito repellent during dengue fever season.
When the day is done, you live here and you're going to have fears regardless of where you live. Of course the fears here are a little heartier then those at home...
Hey, at least I'm not so irrational as to suffer from any of the following:
Arachibutyrophobia – The fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of the mouth
Genuphobia - Fear of knees
Xanthophobia - Fear of the color yellow or the word yellow
Ok, knees do freak me out a bit.
What are your irrational Rio de Janeiro fears? Parenthood fears? Come on, tell me! I know you all have at least have one.