Mommabear.

Before: "Eww"

I’m going to go ahead and rant about a topic.

Why do mothers feel the need to define other mothers?

Why is there such a thing as “types” of parents? Crunchy, scrunchy, silky.

This drives me insane. Every parent does what they feel is best for their family and their child. For some reason, in society, parenting HAS to be defined. If another parent does something that we don’t agree with, we judge them. We act like our parenting style and beliefs are the best of the best.

Guess what? You’re wrong.

It’s best for US. It’s best for OUR family. What we may or may not practice is not perfect, and it quite possibly could be completely unsuitable for another family.

Since having our second little one, I’ve gone crazy over this. I’ve tried defining myself. I’ve tried fitting into one category. I’ve tried to fit in, but I just don’t. I’m somewhere in between, and I’m okay with that.

I don’t vaccinate. I don’t cloth diaper. I live a *mostly* organic lifestyle. I love babywearing. Bed sharing is a must. Circumcision is also a must. I breastfeed, but don’t really feel that extended breastfeeding will be an option for us. I believe in homeopathic remedies, but also believe that western medicine is truly an asset to have. Sometimes medications are needed. Essential oils are WONDERFUL. Crying it out is not okay as an infant, but we let our toddler cry it out.