The linked blog below beautifully sums up two things I don’t have the balls to write about: Losing your identity when you have a baby, and mom judgment. Maybe that’s the “glass half empty” version, and most moms would say they found their identity when they had a baby. Sigh.
I wrote a blog about this and have still never posted it. I might one day. But I need to better find how to put into words that whether you’re an attachment mom, a working mom, a mom who has a nanny and a cleaning lady, or a mom who ferberizes, who cares? Why do moms hate on other moms for not momming the same way? Mind your own brood. Here’s something I tell my niece and nephew often: There’s more than one way to do something correctly.
And on a side note, what’s with the term “crunchy”? When did we start referring to people who eat organic food and use recycled bags as “crunchy”? Kind of a stupid adjective for people who want to reduce their carbon foot print and eat less pesticides.