Something occurred to me the other day, as the cloud of negativity that had been following me essentially dissolved when I exited stage right from many mom groups. Instead of only seeing the ridiculousness that comes with the parenting community, in real life (yes -- fresh air, the whole shibang), I was able to see with clarity how many people are actually awesome and supportive to moms.
We spend a lot of our day hearing about all the things we're doing wrong or could be doing better as a parent.
I call bullshit.
Here's all of the things you've probably done right:
1. You fed your baby. PERIOD. I don't care how you fed your baby. You breastfed? AWESOME! You formula fed? AWESOME! You already rock!
2. You clothed your baby.
Mall walking thoughts.
Where's my phone? Purse? No. Driver's seat? No. Stroller? No. Pocket? No. Driver's seat? No. Check the purse again? No. Let's try the purse one more time. No. Trunk, definitely the trunk. Nope. Under the baby? Nope.
Ah. On top of the car. Right where it belongs.
I remember walking into her room and sitting down on the carpet and crying.
Her room is beautiful by the way. Soft yellows, pinks, blues, oranges. My mom had painted murals on each wall to compliment our Calvin and Hobbes themed room for Anonymous Baby. We substituted a girl for Calvin because we wanted AB to see herself on a journey with a Hobbes of her own. I am so pleased with how everything turned out. We hung elephants and birds and giraffes on the walls. A little safari adventure of her own.
CRINGE. CRINGE. CRINGE.
I done fucked up. This was a couple months back and it still haunts me.
As I groggily sipped my coffee that morning after packing up the little bebe and sending her on her way to Grandma’s before work, I hopped on Facebook as I so often do to catch up on what’s happened during the midnight hours. “What, oh what shall I talk about on Facebook today?!” I pondered to myself.