I grew up a sort of granola girl… WWF Panda and Green Peace stickers on my binder in middle school; subscription to National Geographic magazine and videos; volunteer work with scouts including camping with younger scouts. Later, when I moved to the Seattle area, WTA and NOLS stickers on my car.
However, during late high school and throughout college, I lost my edge and was sucked into the capitalist system of Northern Virginia. I would dress up to go to the mall that had Versace stores in it. I made sure that I was dressed well and had makeup on. I could’ve fed a small country with the money I spent at Coach in a year (seriously).
Oh how I’ve changed again.
The way I envision myself parenting is very different than the way I actually am. I would love to breastfeed until she’s at least one, but that’s a lot to be asking when you work full time. I’m taking supplements and drinking crazy teas to increase my supply as it is. I actually thought about whether I would do it passed 12 months. I think that if I still was able to, a quick nip before bed time is okay. Anything beyond that isn’t me… at least not now, but I’ve tried to do the things that I see as best for Abby, and things could change.
I’m a baby wearer… maybe not to extent that some people are, but I would like to be more so than I am. I do it when I can – it just makes more sense most of the time. Why would you wrestle with a car seat or a stroller when you can strap her on and have two hands free? I’ve gotten many envious and surprised looks from people when you have a grocery basket in one hand and your cell phone in the other with a kid asleep on you. And most kids love to be carried anyway. There are a ton of reason that you should carry them… it’s good for everyone involved I think.
I’m doing cloth diapers – again… there are many reasons to do it, and they aren’t anywhere as hard as people think they are. I actually made a joke with someone about them after a relay race at a baby shower. Turns out that there have been a lot of developments when it comes to cloth diapers. They aren’t just for hippies anymore.
Well… maybe they are. But I’ve already written about that.
Turns out that I’m a bit of a granola mom… but I’m the chewy kind, not the crunchy kind. I still believe in vaccines (I trust my doc, and we’ve already had a discussion about this), and I don’t make my own shampoo or soap. I’m not a stay at home mom… I will be returning to work this week. We don’t eat organic everything (or anything for that matter). I’m not vegan or even vegetarian I just do what I can to bring her up right with a respect for herself, for her family/friends, and her environment.