But it seems, as of recently, all parents fall into two categories. Crunchy or silky.
Unfamiliar with the terms? Let me help you out.
Crunchy Mama - Mother who supports homebirth, breastfeeding, baby wearing, cloth diapering, co-sleeping, gentle discipline, etc. One who questions established medical authority; tends to be vegetarian and/or prepare all-organic foods. (Urban Dictionary)
Silky Mama - Modern mother who prefers medicated hospital birth, bottle feeding/part time breastfeeding, disposable diapers, crib sleeping, etc. One who follows the advice of established medical authority; often tend to be working moms who rely on modern products for convenience and time management. (Urban Dictionary)
Now, both of these terms are what I consider to be opposite sides of the spectrum. And often you can find each side yelling at the other. Which just boggles my mind.
Where do I stand. Pretty close to the middle. I'm slightly more to the silky side because I have to be, not because I want to be.
- I tried breastfeeding both of my children. Chase got about 4-6 weeks before I just plain couldn't keep up with the kids anymore. He got too big too fast. With Skylar, she wouldn't latch properly, no matter how hard I tried. And my supply started drying up before I was able to get a good start of pumping. Both of my kids are perfectly healthy even though they are formula babies.
- Both of my kids were born at the hospital. I have no tolerance for pain and so I went wherever the epidural was. Chase was also induced. He was close to 10 pounds and my doctor feared he would be too big to push out if we waited any longer. I went into labor naturally with Skylar, but when I got to the hospital 12 hours later, I was happy to receive my epidural.
- I wore Skylar for the first few weeks after she was born anytime we left the house. With a toddler to hold onto, it was just more convenient.
- Both kids slept in my room at one point. Not in the bed with me, but they were about two feet from me at all times. Skylar is still in our room with Kyle and I. We are going to move her into the same room as Chase eventually. But it was easier to have them close by for night feedings.
- I try to make my kids lunches when I can. Pizza, chicken nuggets, etc. But every once in a while, Chef Boyardee comes to my rescue. There are some days where the microwave is my best friend for feeding the kids. And that's okay with me.
I don't think either side of the spectrum is more right than the other. Everyone parents in their own way. And all parents try to do what they think is best for their kids. If we had found a perfect way to parent, all of our kids would be the same and no one would ever argue.
But we are all flawed. We all need to remember that. No parent is better than the other all the time every time. We all screw up. We all make mistakes. We have to. It's just part of being a parent.
And it's okay. Once we all start realizing that no matter which side you parent from, you're still going to screw up your kid in some way, I think we'd all get along a lot better. I have no problem admitting that my parents screwed me up a bit, just like their parents did to them.
And like I'll eventually end up doing to mine. That's what makes life interesting and worth living. Learning from your mistakes and trying to make the next generation better.
As for me... I like parenting with a silky crunch.