A jacked up fuckmess of a human being has been judging my parenting. Is that not the greatest feeling? What could be better than the cherry of BTW I Thought You Should Know from someone else. Human communication is fucked up.
Feeling number one is REALLY ME? I am perfect and shit cotton candy. Wait, maybe not.
Feeling number two is, was I on slippery ground this whole time? Were you sitting there silently judging me this whole time when I thought you were on my side?
Feeling number three is, the best is when it’s someone you feel is doing a MUCH worse job than you are, GURL, not that you one to gossip.
Oic.
We have to tear down what we cannot control or understand.
Seriously? You are one of my parenting role models, inasmuch as you publish on a public website anyway. I guess I’m fucked now :P
Sarah Silverman, who I don’t care for, said something nice the other day: (paraphrase) the bed wetters look down on the bed poopers.
That sucks. I second Lizz. I didn’t write that many strangers (one in fact) asking for advice when I found out I was pregs. You are the only one with the dubious honor of receiving my stranger email about being a mom. :)
Screw the wanker of parenting criticism.
Ugh, mompetition. Screw them. Your kids are clearly doing fine – look at that perfect bird being flipped up there!
Last weekend we had what was either a very clean homeless man, or a very dirty hippy admonish the wife and I for using a stroller instead of carrying the kid.
Fortunately for all concerned I was too busy figuring out his position on the hippy-homeless continuum to respond.
What is it about offspring that cause people to feel entitled to judge/admonish/advise?
I second hope who seconds lizz.. so is this thirds, or fourths?
The first person I contacted for advice on how to deal with ensuing progeny was you.
timely:
http://www.salon.com/life/new_mom_confessions/index.html?story=/mwt/feature/2010/11/17/problem_with_mothers_these_days
Parenting drive-bys are always done by glass house-dwellers. The one who vaguely threatened to sic CPS on my for sleep training was running a squirrel sanctuary out of her house while living there with her infant. I shit you not.
Quite what it is about the feral dwarf and Franny that do not indicate parenting perfection I cannot imagine. From my vantage point as loyal blog reading almost stranger I consider you to be a model parent. One of your reflections on parenting (that good parenting is seven eights just turning up) is in fact something I regularly recall, and it helps me a lot.
So I say this criticiser is wrong. And cheeky. And did your mouth hang open as she gave you her advice?
Your little one has a Trogdor t shirt. That makes you = awesome and all other arguments invalid.
:( If I were there, I would make threatening noises at this person and pour tasty drinks to cheer you up.
Delurking to say you are excellent and screw anyone who tells you otherwise. Your thoughtfulness and concern for your kids’ autonomy and happiness is patently obvious. The fact that you allow them (and yourself) to embrace being yourselves is probably enough to send some people over the edge. Fuck ’em.
OK that is kinda…nuts. I’m not immune to judginess on occasion (though I do try to shut the hell up about it and only judge in my head), but you? Nothing but admiration. And I’ve met you IN PERSON mit kid and everything. Yeah, fuck ’em.
HI EVERYONE thanks, boy was I grumpy before I left town for my trip. YEAH fuck that person though. Thanks again.
I seriously kept trying to favorite that picture of Strudel more than once on Flickr. Stupid Flickr with only one favorite button. Also, The internet is like assholes or something, everybody’s got one?
You and this blog are one of the few things in this world that actually make good parenting and well adjusted kids look possible. Seriously.
I know that I have not commented in a coon’s age – so long you probably don’t even *remember* me (we’ve never met in person, don’t panic – but we know peeps in common). But I kind of always thought that if I were a mom, I would want to be just like you. And if I were a kid, I would pay good money to have a mom just like you. You are a f*cking kick-ass mom, letting your kids grow into actual human beings who feel things and think about things and have opinions about things and maybe they hurt a little sometimes but you are giving them the tools to get through that. You support them but don’t pamper them, you very clearly love them, and just as obviously enjoy watching them grow into their personhood. You? Awesome. Don’t rent that tool any headspace.
Hi Lorena, thanks. Yes, I remember you.
Yuck. Poor you. I overheard someone judging my parenting the other day and the person they were talking to was agreeing with them. And they are both people I know well and are fond of so it felt really sucky. Well, to be specific it felt just like those three feelings you outlined in this post.
YAY FINGER FLIPPING TROGDOR SHIRT WEARING STRUDEL
As others have already said, you are doing a great job with them. These girls are going to grow up to be fine adults. You’re the kind of mom I wish I’d had as a kid, and the kind of mom I would like to be if I were to ever have kids. So fuck anyone who says you’re doing it wrong, because you’re not.
Thank you! I cannot wait to see what they are like as adults. :)
Duuuude. Is this person living in your house, sleeping in your bed, walking in your shoes? Most of the time when someone pulls the brakes on a crazy-train it’s about them, not you. Your kids appear to be healthy and happy and I’ve yet to hear you mention how funny it is to get them drunk. Just look at your family and note how awesome you are. The person slamming you clearly has mental issues that have nothing to do with you.
Thanks, really. That is so true.