I read this post:
So basically, this post is chock full of rhetorical or reflective questions. Some are a little ridiculous, but others are worthwhile to consider, I think.
That post makes me wonder about my own motivations for doing the things I do. Of course, I think they are "best", otherwise I wouldn't do them.
But do I really need to use cloth wipes and diapers on vacations, too? Do I need to feel guilty buying Pampers? Do I sound judgemental when I talk about other moms using "chemical laden plastic diapers" on their babies (well, if I said that, I am sure I would be judgemental. Honest, but judgey!).
Did I really need to breast feed for the full first year? Did I need to feel guilty giving him a bottle of formula at 11 months 3 weeks because I was exhausted from BFing? I was bottle fed, for cripes' sake. Do I get some badge of honor for nursing my son? Do I feel like I deserve one?
Did I have to make his baby food? Did I ever sneer at the processed foods my friends fed their babies? If so, did I really give him that much better of a start with whole foods? Did it really make me a better mom?
Just because my son likes books, is that something I should claim as a bragging right? Is it his natural tendency or is it something I did by reading to him before every nap and bedtime?
Should I feel ashamed that he's still enjoying the Bink at one year, when I didn't even want to give him one as a newborn? What does it mean about my parenting style if I am pro-pacifier? And that I bought the pricey MAM and Avent ones (lots and lots of them)?
And what about babywearing? Does it make me a better mom, really? Dr. Sears says so. So do the companies I supported by buying a few hundred dollars of their merchandise.
What else do I do that is probably unworthy of bragging rights, and what do I really get to feel proud about?
I actively chose to nurse, make food, use cloth, buy less babyjunk, use baby carriers, and promote literacy to my kid. I think I can be proud of the fact that I did the parenting things that I WANTED to do and that I didn't feel pressured to by a parenting guru or a well-meaning relative.
At the end of his infancy, I hope that instead of bragging about what my kid can do or when he did it, I hope that I just feel content about how I related to my son and that I did the very best I could.