I’m going to keep this short because I’m definitely feeling bitchy.
I’m O-V-E-R the fear mongering. I direct that statement at the media, at our culture, at other parents, and at other adults who are not currently or ever have been parents.
NO…I’m not frightened my toddler will be kidnapped if I leave her alone in a locked car for 10 seconds so I can return a shopping cart.
NO…I don’t think I need to “help” her come down the slide.
NO…I don’t think I need to stand by the play structure “in case she falls off.”
NO…I don’t think every adult she comes into contact with should be fingerprinted.
NO…I don’t think every adult male is looking at her with a predator’s eyes.
NO…I don’t think Pampers has entered into a vast conspiracy to give my child diaper rash.
NO…I don’t think I’m horrible because I did/didn’t breastfeed/bottlefeed/formula feed my kid.
I refuse to feel guilty for doing what’s right for my family.
I refuse to let you make others feel guilty for the same because of YOUR agenda. If you use cloth diapers, hearing a rumor about a vast disposable diaper conspiracy isn’t really getting data from a credible source. La Leche League…you’re not a credible source about formula. THINK people. Stop reacting with that little flight-or-fight part of your brain and QUESTION the information you’re being given.
Even when it’s from a credible source. The APA cites a study that talks about the detrimental value of screen time on kids under 2. That’s fine and nice, but the study doesn’t include any data about parental education level or socioeconomic status. Which makes it a flawed study. There’s data that says children of low socioeconomic backgrounds hear 3 million fewer words before they enter pre-school, so there’s definitely a correlation between socioeconomic status and screen time. But is that true if two college educated adults who read daily to their child bring in screen time whether it’s apps on an iPhone, some Elmo, or even some Disney? I don’t know. I don’t see data that supports your recommendation across the board.
One of the things I’m happiest about with the move is that someday my Parents and Parenting mags will stop finding me. I don’t want to read you. In the mildest cases, I find myself rolling my eyes at you. In the worst, I have thrown you across the room. Most days I just find you worth the money I’ve saved thanks to the Gymboree coupons I find there on occasion.
Honestly, there are times when it’s enough to make me want to withdraw from the whole mommy community except for a few clear headed friends.
Maybe it’s maturity and confidence in being a mom that comes with time, and maybe it’s just that I’m easily irritated these days….but I’m just over this bullshit.
ETA–In fact I’m over this bullshit enough to have left my pregnancy community on live journal. I dealt with girl on girl bitchiness in junior high and high school, got to watch it play out in my classroom and get to deal with it face to face in my every day life with real people. I neither need nor deserve to deal with it in what little leisure time I have. Call it whatever you want…I packed up my toys and went home. The fact that the ONLY comment made on my (far more mature than I wanted to be) post saying I was leaving (rather than slinking off into the sunset quietly…because I just don’t DO leaving quietly) was a snarky “you wanted to say goodbye so much you posted it twice” is EXACTLY why I left…and btw lj…thanks for sending me replies to a post in a community I left.
As I tweeted…I anticipate far fewer *headdesk* moments in my life. Except when my relatives post alarmist bullshit on FB.