You know, I clicked on this thread and read it (quickly), went away from it, and then I decided...maybe the fact that I was about to walk away is interesting enough to post in it.
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My elder son is 6, and I have had the joy of having a group of "mom friends" as well as other friends with kids all about the same age. We're all pretty middle-class: Some hanging on by their fingernails, some with healthy slush funds. We're not all white or Canadian-born, but we are geographically close to each other (mostly) and that makes for some similarities.
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Lots of us have made very different decisions in our parenting. I have to say all our kids are amazing and attached...no word of a lie. (It's like Lake Wobegon. :)) There is no way you could pick out who made which decisions. Some of the healthiest-living parents' kids have had major health issues. Some of the worst's kids have never even needed antibiotics.
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I am sure as they grow, some of them will have trouble - at school, at home, with drugs, socially - and some will not remain okay, and I don't think I am able to predict at all which ones those will be. What I can predict though, is that if we continue to be as tight as group as we are - we will all get together at wine night and try to problem-solve together, and show up on each other's doorsteps with help. Trust me, that help listening to me vent from my *gasp* formula feeding friend, or the ability of the *gasp* WOHMs (I am a proud member) to buy someone's child a round of swim lessons is a critical difference for all our kids.
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Variety is strength. Being willing to try out new things when what you're doing now is not working for you is strength. Being ready to flex what you thought you would do to what you need to do is strength. Sometimes holding to your ideals is strength. And sometimes, our strength or our understanding fails, or reality - job loss, illness etc. - intervenes...and then we have to depend on our own and our kids' resilience. And that's okay.
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When we make wars, our kids are the casualties. When we give our kids the idea that our neighbours are not doing it right, we are teaching them to be harsh judges of themselves. When we focus on minute details of parenting rather than focusing on the village - yes, the vaunted village to raise the child, which means your formula-feeding, CIO-advocating woman who really does want to work in order to go to an exploitative resort for a week in the winter and get her nails done every week because she is a human being and a parent too - we really miss out on the point, I think.
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I support you all in your choices. 