So I have a "friend" who turned into a Parenting Nazi when she got pregnant. She was apparently the only person ever to make all the right decisions for her child, and I guess that makes it her job to let the rest of us know just what we're doing wrong with our kids. Lovely. It started out innocently enough; she just wanted to have as natural a birthing experience as possible. But now it's out of control, and every week she's posting what are basically lectures about why _________ is terrible for your child on her blog. It would be one thing if _________ was "too much sugar" or something, but it's always things like "sleeping in his own bedroom" or "using disposable diapers," or "wearing shoes."
I guess that makes me a bad mom in her eyes, because my son sleeps (through the night) in his very own nursery, wearing disposable dipes. He only breastfed for 12 months (his decision) and I occasionally supplemented with formula. Oh, and he's up to date on all his vaccinations. I should have noticed my shortcomings, but Henry is huge for his age, happy and healthy with a great sense of humor and independence. He shares, rarely cries, dispenses hugs and kisses like candy, knows his numbers, colors and letters, and is even starting to say please and thank you.
Fail, fail, fail.
What ever happened to people minding their own business?
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