Blogger Sarah Kallies wrote a wonderful post about parental sanity/survival, and I’d shared it on Facebook, but I enjoyed it so much, I wanted to preserve it in my own blog as well.
I’ve become her. I think I’ve always been her, really. I used to be very outspoken about breastfeeding, organics, circumcision, bedsharing, cloth diapers, screen time – you name it. I wanted to share my opinions with the world as I diligently researched, read, and analyzed everything from peer-reviewed scientific journal publications to granola mom-blogs. I’m sure along the way, I offended friends and family with my zeal to “do the right thing”. Sometimes, my posts from five years ago that the Facebook memories feature shows me make me cringe. But I’m tired – and it only took me six years to get there. Raising happy, thriving, healthy children is freakin’ hard, and whether you like it or not, life becomes survival mode when they’re wee ones.
No other generation of parents has been subject to the scrutiny and onslaught of unsolicited admonitions as ours. I once said that I wished I could experience a week of parenting in an age before the Internet.
This quote from the article sums it up:
“Instead, I want to feed my children one meal. Just one meal, and not have that little voice in the back of my head gnawing at me about whether or not what they are ingesting is possibly the feast of Satan. I am not saying being pro-active is wrong. I am not saying caring about these issues is wrong. I am not saying having a voice is wrong. Do what you can. When you can. I know I do. For all you Mamas knocking it out of the park with this stuff, right on. You have my utmost respect. Truly. You are to be commended. I’m just tired. Tired of it all.”
Keep doing your best, mamas and dads. Your kids already know that you are.