…is you never talk about Mommy Club. More specifically, you never talk about HOW your own personal mommy club is running, unless you’re prepared to fight to the death. Don’t believe me? Here, I’ll prove it.
Vaccinations. Anti-vaxxers. Breastfeeding. Public breast feeding. Formula. Co-sleeping. Bed sharing. Sleep training. C-sections. All natural births. Epidurals. Screen time.
Feeling anything yet? Any passions rising or fire in your belly? Feeling like there are some “right” and “wrong” options on that list?
I know. I do too. I have BIG opinions about things. But when did we as women become so obsessed with being right that we stopped caring about each other as people? Why do we demonize each other for the sake of proving how much we know?
It makes me really sad. It used to make me angry, but I think I went through a few of the stags of grief after reading one too many comment sections and just hit sad.
I don’t know if there’s a way to fix our attitudes toward each other. I don’t want to give a big “rah rah, we can be the change” speech because we all know that already. But this is my pledge: I won’t add to the problem. I promise to value people over their choices, even if I don’t always agree. On mom stuff, but also in life. Aren’t people what matter?
This sweet boy lights up my life. No long post today, just a peek at his angel face.
Can 2015 really be over already? I can’t help but look back over this past year and be grateful for all the experiences I’ve had and lessons I’ve learned.
I learned how to find a new job in a new city, and use public transportation to get there.
I went skiing and was reminded that while it’s not my favorite activity, there’s something magical about seeing snow on the ground.
I traveled with Jim to another country (albeit Canada), and shared adventure and pieces of my childhood while floating on a lake and eating locally grown corn and peaches.
I completed a 10.2 mile hike in the redwoods and learned that while it’s hard, hiking is very rewarding.
I traveled to Austin to visit my best friend on two very different occasions – once to enjoy and explore her home, and once to sit in a hospital room and hold hands while we waited and prayed for her husbands recovery.
I celebrated my first wedding anniversary with the love of my life, and have learned a piece of what it means to be a partner to someone. A lesson we’ll keep learning more of year after year.
And maybe most exciting of all, I’ve experienced the miracle of a tiny person growing, moving and kicking and waiting to join our family in the new year.
Sorry for the long post, but these pregnancy hormones have me feeling nostalgic today. 2015 was amazing. Here’s to an awesome and even more adventurous new year!
Having lived in South Florida for so long, I always took sunny days for granted. But now living in San Francisco…they can be a bit few and far between. Which means I’m very white…but I also appreciate them a little more.
Throwback to last weekend with this cutie. Can’t. Get. Enough.
Hold on to your best friend, they’ll get you through anything.