I am a full time mummy of two little angels; Rebecca and Alexander. They are my world. They are hard work. They bring me immeasurable joy. Some days they reduce me to tears. That's parenthood. I love it.
I worry about them day and night. The little things, the big things, the scary future things over which I have no control.
One of my worries is what sort of world they will grow up in. Will they grow into techno robots who never play in the woods? Will they look at me blankly when I talk about a 'Walkman' or a dolphin; both species extinct to them?
As a mummy, I want the best for my babies. As a tired, overworked parent I want convenience. And as a potential grandmother one day, I want to know that I did not cause untold harm to this world which we must pass on to future generations.