I’ll never forget the moment. Every hair on my arm stood up. My face flushed red and my heart pounded so hard I felt it in my throat. It was one of those “Mama Bear” moments we don’t see coming, but hits us hard and fast. It’s instinctual and raw, and there’s not a whole lot you can do but breathe and hope you can defend yourself and your cub without the claws coming out. My two oldest boys were young (and #3 and #4 weren’t on the…