Just one of my fears

Sometimes I wonder what's it like to be a mother. Or parent for that matter. Honestly speaking, if I could I wouldn't be one. Unless I am 100% confident that I wouldn't screw up in anyway. Because things like that have to be experienced, and say you screw up once, well you learn from your mistake but the real drastic consequence is the effect it has on your kids. One stupid uncalled for action will haunt the kid for the rest of his/her life and would result in some sort of opinion carved on their mind which would slowly subconciously seep into their development and forms some sorta mentality which is going to change their behavior for the rest of their lives. For the worse of course. And then they would prolly make the same mistake when they have their own kids etc and the cycle never ends. It's not the responsibility of taking care of a kid that scares me, its the risk of moulding his/her mind wrongly that makes the whole idea of 'family' a terrible one. Because you cannot undo a mistake, you can only follow up, lessening the impact or worsening it and you can't be sure which one your actions would incur. Then again I'm prolly looking too far ahead. This can wait though, but come to think of it, there isn't any preparation you can do. Well I guess I'll stick to finding a cure for my writers block. And this massive headache isn't helping me now. My head hurts so bad its reeling and this thought of being a parent just messes it up even more. Urgh where's my panadol? :(