I loved how cloth diapers look on a clothesline, so that was my main motivation
That and that's basically all I knew about, my mom cloth diapered, so I figured that's just what you did. I used the bird's eye flat diapers with pins, dry quickly, stains come right out, not a hassle.
Same for breastfeeding, my mom breastfed and I just didn't think about anything else. Of course, now I know all the reasons why the are better for baby, I just did what my mom did then (I was 16) Thank Goddess my mother wasn't a Pamper ing formula feeding type!
Again for home birth...my mom did it, and I just thought it was naturally what everybody did! I even had the same midwife.
My brothers are intact, and so is hubby. The thought never crossed my mind ( I was shocked to learn it's routine!)
Family bed, Of course! We were all family bed sleepers, in Jamaica, everyone co-sleeps, it would have been weird if I didn't!
Not a vegetarian, though hubby is. We do not eat red meat, though, chicken and fish (I swear I'm going to lay eggs soon)
Vaccinating, that's a tough one. I did vaccinate, because my brother nearly died of whooping cough when he was seven (my mom does not believe in vaccinating) so it freaked me out and I chose to have mine vaccinated, although not before their first birthday. Tetanus and TB were a very real threat for us in the country. I have had varicella and hep B waived, because I don't think an infant is likely to be having unprotected sex, get a tattoo or share a heroin needle soon, and I always thought chicken pox was good for you! (Not really, but it's better to have it as a child than to be immunized and catch it as an adult.)
Very environmentally concious, if I buy something packaged, the container need to be paper or reusable!
Homeschooling, No. I do not have that kind of patience, it would be unfair to my poor kids.
Gentle discipline Very difficult to overcome the traditions of my youth. My mom is not a hitter (although she hit me more than my brothers, but I was a very difficult child. Looking back, I am very thankful she didn't put me out of my misery) but Jamaica is a very Christian, Spare the Rod, Spoil the Child society, so it is very difficult for me to not run and get the switch. I have slapped a hand or a butt on occasion when nothing else seemed to work, although I often have nightmares about it afterwards. Tremendous guilt there.