Although many of my friends from back home have children, and can relate to my struggles, confusions and elation. In Ohio, I don't have very many mommy friends. I try to be social on my street, and the ladies are wonderful and welcoming. But, for some reason, they act like I'm the "baby" of the group, and, to be frank, don't really give me very much credit. Sometimes I feel like an afterthought. I certainly don't think they feel I have anything to offer in the mommy advice department, as my kids are both under the age of 5. My work friends are mostly "trying" to get pregnant. As someone who has struggled with SIF, I know the "trying" isn't always easy, so I don't pester them or bombard them with mommy stories. They are amazing, supportive women, but until they are in the throws of mommyhood, we all know, they don't quite understand or really want to discuss some topics (although they try, and I love them for it!).
Because of my lack of IRL mommy friends, I have, for years, looked to the Internet for support, guidance, humor, and understanding. I have been a frequenter (not sure if that's even a word) of theknot, turned thenest, turned thebump for years. I still carry on regular conversation with bump friends, follow blogs, join fb groups, and just participate in their lives. I very much appreciate that many of them do the same.
However, sometimes the Internet can be a double-edged sword. As much support, help and advice you can get, you can also get judgement, trolls, badmouthing, and doubt. As I said in the beginning of this post, I'm not a perfect mommy...not even close. I'm still learning. But, aren't we all?!? I sometimes feel like I'm not doing everything right. I sometimes feel like I'm screwing it up royally, especially after I read posts/blogs/fb messages and the like that make me doubt myself over and over. Most of this doubt comes from the Internet. Am I not wearing B enough? Do I not discipline T the correct way? Am I the devil for giving my kids cows milk? (this was a recent discussion on my month fb group and it made me second guess myself) Will the environment put a hex on me for not cloth diapering? Did I fail my child because I didn't make it to a year exclusively breastfeeding? Why are other pre-K'ers writing their first and last name, counting to 100 and starting to read? Is it my fault that I'm not doing more practice with him at home? Should I be "schooling" T on the weekends? Is he not in enough activities? (my one IRL friend has their son of the same age in soccer, tennis, basketball and art classes...man do I suck...T just does 1 sport at a time). See...I doubt...a lot!
Kidding of course!
For now, I'm sticking to my cows milk, disposable diapers, 1 sport 4.5 year old, mix of BM/formula, playing instead of teaching T when he comes home, buying organic...sometimes, wearing my baby...sometimes, use a reward chart and timeout for T, read 3 books every night instead of forcing him to write his name over and over when he gets home, and hope that I'm not screwing up these kids royally.
Now go Pour Your Heart out and link up with Shell for her 2 year anniversary of PYHO! Congrats!