Wednesday, 13 November 2013

On a rant #parenting #feminism

This week I've seen so much on social media about parenting and feminism.
I've read more than a few posts about Blogfest and I've watched an extract from This Morning.
I don't want to link up. The cynic in me wonders how much is done for publicity.

I have toothache. I had a replacement filling today. So I know I'm not at my best.


Last week I saw this from the wonderful Multiple Mamma and it just said everything that needed to be said:
I will advocate drug-free natural births.
But I will not doubt that my best friend should have been given a Cesarean the moment she asked.

I will support every breast feeding mum. And envy that best friend who has successfully breast fed her two sons, and is coping amazingly with severe reflux.
But I am as happy as I possibly can be in my decision to stop breast feeding at 6 weeks and 1 week. I will not feel guilt from anyone other than me.

I will support co-sleeping. Because I know it may be the only course of action to have sleep and know how in-sync my baby is with me.
But I completely understand why people do not co-sleep.

I will support controlled crying because I know how near I got to depression with tandem feeding and having no sleep.
I support parents who sooth babies when they cry, and this is an area of parenting my husband and I will disagree on always.

I support baby wearing, but I will never trust my ability to tie knots.

I love my children.
I support anyone and everyone who has that love for their child which means they would do anything for their child.

I don't need to say any more?

And what of feminism?

What of people respecting each other?
Supporting each other to be the best that they can be?
Respecting each others weaknesses and strengths.
To give up a seat on public transport.
To appreciate insecurities.
To know that your insecurities may be the next persons strengths.
To know that your strengths are the next persons insecurities.
But to know it's better to have support than criticism.

I hate feeling rubbish.
I hate feeling that I'm not the best person I can be.
I hate feeling that I'm not giving my all.

But I need support to change.
Not criticism.

1 comment:

  1. Hi Debbie, thanks for post. Straight to every single aspect. :) Hope your tooth is well now. :)


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