i think we've all seen them. STAHM's, with their dented mini vans and their days filled with activities that their kids won't remember, and their ever expanding STAHM waistlines and judgemental attitudes. they might look down on you, they MIGHT even tell you how tell you how to parent.
they live in their pre-fab, overpriced cardboard houses, each in a row, looking the same, almost laughable to an outsider... how could this life offer any kind of creativity when the walls of each home are filled with cardboard cut outs and glue, sometimes a little bit of glitter. ugh. boring. they tote their bibles, ie: some crap they found off the internet about "empowering kids", when really, all their kids want to do is roll around in the dirt.
well, i think i had one such mother tell me that the way i was raising my child was unacceptable and that i needed to take more of an interest in correcting her instinctual behaviors. which is pretty funny, considering my daughter is 15 months old and just realized she could tap her feet. every day is a learning experience. i don't want to "correct" these behaviors... i want her to feel, tap, squeeze, and act out. of course if she bites or hits, we say "no" and show her how to touch gently. maybe i'm on the wrong track and charles manson's mother did the same thing...
so, out of the ordinary and into the extraordinary. the way i really want to raise my child. maybe somebody should tell these mothers that the way they are raising their cat is unacceptable, because their garage smells like cat piss, and they should really not accept this behavior, and try to correct it.