i don't know about you, but somedays it seems to me like i'm always doing it wrong.
you wouldn't know it from seeing my child.
i don't think my friends and family would say that i'm doing it wrong, at least not to my face.
but lately it seems that every parenting article i come across tells me so.
i am not anxious enough about my child's safety.
i am too anxious and that's probably rubbing off on him.
why am i not letting my child graze on snacks all day?
oh, because he's only supposed to have three squares.
let your children run free!
i mean, give them a lot of structure!
for the love... you haven't done valentine's day crafts yet???
after two days of reining in a fussy toddler, i'm done worrying about cnn or babble thinks of my parenting skills.
less worrying about what the media thinks, more cradling cups of tea in my hands, spending the afternoon with new friends. more walks with other moms, our strollers taking over the sidewalks. sharing life and meals with those i love best, and raising this precious baby in the midst of all this life.
more snuggles, pacis, reading books in the middle of the night because that's just what we're going to do.
yesterday i almost printed out a mom of the year award for myself when i found a youtube clip of elmo with wild animals. teething tears turned into yelps of ecstasy. "e'mo! ti'ter! yiyon! eee eee aaa ooo ooo!"
i'm sure those fabulous french moms would never stoop to that, but i wouldn't change that moment for the world. i'm mommying my way now.