Breastfeed vs. bottle feed? Hey, to each their own.
Sleep-train or co-sleep? Whatever floats your boat, sister.
In short, I pride myself on embracing diversity and respecting other’s parenting choices. I simply need to find what works for my little people, my husband and me. Are my kids healthy, happy and growing into respectful, kind individuals? Does my family feel safe and loved? Do they have time to create and explore? Are we learning and working hard and finding our passions?
On most days, I say “YES!” All is good.
I’m a working mom. I said yes to vaccinations and private preschool and after-school sports. I can go on and one with the labels.
And if you’re a mom who elects to do things totally different, that’s cool. No judgment.
But I’ll tell you when my non-judgmental ways fly out the window – when your parenting choices start to impact my own kids in a negative way.
Let me explain.
I’m a mom to three young kids. My eldest is in fourth grade – that ideal stage where he can make his own lunch, read a book solo and get excited about the Tooth Fairy. His personality is forming, but he is also innocent. He wants to play outside, watch superhero flicks and dream about being a professional athlete when he grows up.
So here is where I go crazy, where I am ready to wag my finger in some mom’s face and judge until I’m blue.
Why is your son playing ultra-mature, ultra-violent video games? Why are you allowing him to watch endless YouTube videos? WTH!
Do you know your son marches onto the playground at school and exposes other children to these topics? Sex. Violence. Bad language. In elementary school!
Now your parenting choices are affecting my kids. You are corrupting their innocence. Your lack of parenting just straight up sucks.
So call me a judgmental mom. This behavior is unacceptable. You are doing a disservice to your kid and mine. Your kid may ask to play these games or surf the web without restrictions, but we need to set boundaries. We need to protect our children from content that is simply, undoubtedly inappropriate.
Stand up and be a parent, and maybe then I’ll stop judging you. Seriously (and I’m totally rolling my eyes right now!).