All the leaves are brown...
and the sky is grey. I've been for a walk...
Yep - California dreamin'.
Today was spent at a mom's group where the mom I go to see didn't show. She was sick, so I totally understand; and I spent the time missing her and basically making small talk with the other moms about what our kids do and don't do.
My recurring line is: "I wouldn't use me as an example." Advice to which, I whole-heartedly adhere. My son eats from my plate (or has processed "toddler" food), we don't really encourage him to crawl or walk, we don't care that he hasn't honestly said his first word yet (he does maintain a steady stream of "mamamama" and "dadadada" but the jury's out on whether or not he knows what he's saying), he daily watches at least 20 minutes of a Praise Baby video, and my basic mothering philosophy is that I'm just going to do what I think is right and he can save up his issues for Oprah. I mean, I don't want to harm Buck, but I don't think it will do either of us any good if I'm second-guessing myself all the time. We have to live. Also, a great friend once told me that she believes that God gives us the kids we're meant to have and He also gives us the grace to raise them. I don't know where that leaves people who don't believe in God, but for my part, I think they get grace too (even if they don't acknowledge the source).
And with this attitude, I don't really get a lot of listeners at the mommy group. It's probably better -- I mean, with them focusing on winning that "baby of the year" award and everything. Buck will just have to settle for mellow and happy, I guess. Not too many awards coming our way.
Of course, his dad did eat 10 hamburgers at McDonalds once, so Buck has big shoes to fill.
Yep - California dreamin'.
Today was spent at a mom's group where the mom I go to see didn't show. She was sick, so I totally understand; and I spent the time missing her and basically making small talk with the other moms about what our kids do and don't do.
My recurring line is: "I wouldn't use me as an example." Advice to which, I whole-heartedly adhere. My son eats from my plate (or has processed "toddler" food), we don't really encourage him to crawl or walk, we don't care that he hasn't honestly said his first word yet (he does maintain a steady stream of "mamamama" and "dadadada" but the jury's out on whether or not he knows what he's saying), he daily watches at least 20 minutes of a Praise Baby video, and my basic mothering philosophy is that I'm just going to do what I think is right and he can save up his issues for Oprah. I mean, I don't want to harm Buck, but I don't think it will do either of us any good if I'm second-guessing myself all the time. We have to live. Also, a great friend once told me that she believes that God gives us the kids we're meant to have and He also gives us the grace to raise them. I don't know where that leaves people who don't believe in God, but for my part, I think they get grace too (even if they don't acknowledge the source).
And with this attitude, I don't really get a lot of listeners at the mommy group. It's probably better -- I mean, with them focusing on winning that "baby of the year" award and everything. Buck will just have to settle for mellow and happy, I guess. Not too many awards coming our way.
Of course, his dad did eat 10 hamburgers at McDonalds once, so Buck has big shoes to fill.
posted by BGrady at 3:16 PM
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