Tuesday, April 29, 2014

It Doesn't Matter

It's already after lunch, the day has gotten away from me. There's a dishwasher to be emptied, a sink full of dishes to be washed. There's laundry to be washed, and laundry to be put away. I haven't eaten or changed out of my pajamas (although, truth be told, I only get out of pajamas anymore if I leave the house). The show of choice today is Sofia the First, the one where Amber sings "Bigger Is Better". Followed by the pink princess block's song on "Big Block Singsong".  



Any mother looking in could find a plethora of things to criticize and judge me on. 

But for what? What do moms get out of comparing and criticizing other mothers? Another mom I know texted today to tell me her frustration at these very moms. I myself have expressed my confusion over some women's need to tear down instead of build up other moms. I found myself giving what I hope was helpful advice, although it was during this conversation where I realized ANY advice moms give can be taken negatively. 

And my advice was this: it doesn't matter. Sounds simple enough, right? We all "know" that the opinion of others doesn't matter, yet we still question ourselves and our decisions based on what others have to say. 

Take co-sleeping, which we do a version of here. I used to get so upset when people judged me or acted like I was permanently scarring my child. Now I react much better because IT DOESN'T MATTER. People make the "well we wanted to do what was BEST for our child" argument. I just want to tell them "you aren't being a better mother than I am because you put your baby in a crib. I could argue I have a deeper bond with my child, but I'm not going to be so arrogant and presumptuous. You parent YOUR way, we will parent OURS."



From what I've noticed in my short time as a mother, moms naturally have their way of doing things, and since they think their kids are perfect and wonderful they incorrectly assume that what THEY are doing must be the "right way". 

Much like diaper brands. People will swear by what they use, but other moms don't share the same fondness. I think Pampers are the only good disposable diaper. I've used all of them over the years in child care, and I consistently think Pampers out-perform. I know women who haaaate Pampers. It's all about each individual mother's reality. 

Half the time they don't mean to come across negatively, but they just do. And they DO because it's natural to get defensive about what you do as a parent. It's natural to get your hackles up about your baby. So while most come across as judgmental, the meaning behind it isn't always that way. You can either get annoyed every time or remind yourself that they aren't trying to piss you off. Moms have made me CRY about things that now I just smile and nod and go "to each their own." 

It's ALSO a moms natural instinct to share with other moms. First time moms don't have a frame of reference and constantly ask other moms for comparisons. And they read a LOT of books that say all sorts of things about "should" and "shouldn't". I am proud that I hardly even read the What To Expect book. My pregnancy wasn't like that book, and my child probably isn't typical either. No child fits those guidelines. 



I think all we can do is try to do our part to stop these negative interactions with other moms. Show them the less hostile way, lead by example instead. Don't take everything as a personal attack. Because odds are their heart is in the right place and they are taking the word of Dr. New York Times Best Selling Author. 

It's also best to say as little as possible on those extremely polarizing topics. Like formula versus breast feeding, co-sleeping, home birth versus hospital birth, c-section versus natural birth, and things like pacifiers and thumb-sucking and television habits. 

People act shocked that Matthew's favorite show is Sofia the First. All because it's not a "boy" show. But I just laugh. My son likes catchy music, when it's on I pick him up and we dance. The "girl" shows just have better music. Someone inevitably goes "but he watches other things, though, right?" and one day I will get the nerve to go "not really, is that a problem in some way for you?", haha. 



There will always, always, always be SOMETHING for someone to turn their nose up at. We just need to shut down conversations with these people. It's not worth it. Because these women that ARE being snarky only get validation that they are being good moms, making the coveted "right choices", by pointing out what other mothers are doing wrong in their eyes. 

So today there are clothes and dishes to be dealt with and princesses on our television. But there's also a little boy dancing and playing with puzzles and looking at the window and chasing the cat and snuggling with his momma. There's a HAPPY baby that is so incredibly loved by his parents. A baby that will (hopefully) begin the transition to his crib tonight, too: fingers crossed! And no amount of criticism changes anything in this house. Because it doesn't matter. We are doing the best we can, and at the end of the day that's all ANY mom can do. 


Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Frogs and snails and puppy dog tails...

Hello, all! It's been a long time since I did a blog update, I know. I won't be adding any pics since you all see them on Matthew's page. Multiple times daily, haha. But I've been reading a lot of children/parenting blogs lately (both funny and serious) and just have felt so happy that I'm not the only mother out there completely in love with being a mom!! For me, it's also a giant blessing to be a mother to a little boy. While clothes may be more "fun" for girls, I definitely am relieved to have been given a beautiful little BOY!

I grew up babysitting and nannying for about ten years, in addition to working childcare at my old church during church services and functions. I have seen the good and bad examples of boys and girls for a long time. And there was never a doubt in my mind that I wanted boys when I had children with my future husband. I would love a girl with all of my heart, don't get me wrong. But I would choose a boy every time if I could.

As I'm typing, Matthew keeps coming over to crawl up on my lap and get right in my face to demand kisses. He will then snuggle a bit, then head back to his trains and books and puzzles, repeating the process randomly. That right there is my favorite thing about little boys. In general, I have found boys to be wayyyyyy more snuggly than girls. My son certainly is full of snuggles, something that melts my heart multiple times a day.

I also love the toys he has!! I played with Barbies and all that, but since my main playmate growing up was my little brother, I have a fondness for "boy" things! Robert and I played video games and Hot Wheels and Little People and TMNT. We had a game table that had foosball and pool. I wasn't playing princess or baking in an Easy Bake Oven. I was playing Nintendo and incorporating Josh's old Micro Machines into our Hot Wheels game. I loved when Daniel and Connor came along and were into Thomas the Train! I love trucks and construction toys and building things, and I love watching Matthew discover the joy in these toys. I'm not girly at ALL and so playing with Matthew appeals to me more than dresses and bows and all things pink. Last season we all enjoyed watching Sunday afternoon football as a family, and I loved watching Matthew and Andrew bond in that way.

I learned to really love the clothes!! I love Polo onsies and blue jeans and even the occasional monkey outfit. Nothing is cuter than a little boy all GQ in some argyle sweater vest with khakis, I'm sorry!!

I look forward to the things to come. I hope very much to raise a sweet, respectful, God-loving man to send into the world. I hope that he's just like his daddy, with a few of my better qualities thrown in for good measure. I can't wait to see what his interests and dreams are so that I can be his biggest supporter and encourage him to follow his heart in life. I want to teach him how important it is to be kind to those around you, and not to jump to easy judgments. I hope to encourage a good work ethic in all he does. Mostly, I hope he grows up loving himself as he is, and that he always ALWAYS knows that we love him with everything we have. I sit and watch him and Harley observing the world outside our kitchen window everyday, and I pray that he retains that curiosity and wonder as he grows.

Until then I look forward to having a great excuse to watch kid shows/movies, to watching his brain begin to figure out how to complete these puzzles he loves to play with, to cheering him on as he tries new things like walking and talking more, and to taking hundreds of pictures to capture every moment. And dancing. We love to dance around here.  =)

So thank you all for "liking" his pictures and sharing in these special moments with me. I have very little to complain about, even on trying days, because being a mother makes me so incredibly happy. My son is absolutely amazing and I just love my cheeky monkey so much!!

PS- if you have never checked out http://sarahdriscoll.com/blog, then you are missing out! She's got so many great blogs about being a mother and father to girls/boys. I loooooove her photography and her views on kids. It's nice to read a blog series NOT complaining about how evil children are!!