Mommy Wars

Ho.  Ly.  Crap.

Ok.  People judge.  I know this.  I've lived it.

...or so I thought.

Then, I became a pregnant and started reading up on things and discovered the comments sections on blogs and forums.

Breastfeeding vs. formula

Cloth diapers vs. disposable

Attachment parenting vs. whatever you call it

Baby led weaning vs. purees

Store bought baby food vs. homemade

Organic vs. not organic

Natural childbirth vs. pain management

Stay at home mom vs. working mom

I could go on and on and on...

UGH!

I'm going to say this as nicely as I can...

Cut the shit.

It is so disheartening to see people who could be lifting each other up and encouraging one another tear each other to shreds. 

Due to personal and physical reasons Charliebabe is going to need to be introduced to formula to supplement her nutrition once I go back to school in a few weeks.

I couldn't believe the downright NASTY look I got from a mother while plucking that container from the shelf in Target.

I just smiled broadly at her, commented on her adorable children and sauntered down the aisle...all while withering a little bit on the inside.

I am a confident person, however, I was embarrassed even though I know that this is the very best decision for both Charliebabe and myself.

If I've said it once, I've said it a hundred times...

women can be vicious.

This is NOT a "Why can't we all get along?" post.

It's a reminder that we can do so much good.

It just takes effort and an open mind.

Have you been a victim of the mommy wars?

Laters,

Mrs. B