I’m a breastfeeding, co-sleeping, self-led weaning, gentle parenting, homeschooling mama. Ick! I hate every single one of those labels. Not only do I hate the stigmas associated with being a “crunchy” mom, but I never intended to be any of these things in the first place. Yet, here I am, being all crunchy.
I was formula fed. I went to public schools. I ate junk food like it was my job. “Natural parenting” wasn’t a thing when I was growing up, and if it was, I sure as heck knew nothing about it. When you’re growing up, you tend to think you’re going to raise your own family the same way you were raised.
But things change. The world changes.
Now, I’m not saying that I’m 100% a granola mom… For example, I only buy organic food when it’s on sale. But I have surprised myself by how crunchy I’ve become.
Before becoming pregnant with my first baby, I was repulsed by the thought of breastfeeding. I made fun of baby-wearing parents. I laughed at the idea of homeschooling. I swore my children would never sleep in my bed. Now here I sit, exclusively breastfeeding my almost-9-month-old baby, toting her around in the baby carrier almost daily, and seriously considering homeschooling my 3-year-old.
Who am I?
The answer is simpler than it may seem. Simply put, I’m a mom who loves her kids more than anything in the entire world. They are my number one. I’ve read articles about moms who put their husbands, or themselves first. I respect the opinions of these moms. I might even understand them, to an extent. But, for me, it’s all about my kids. If it’s crunchy parenting that feels right to me, then that’s how I’m going to raise my kids. And I must be doing something right, because, ask anyone, I truly have two of the happiest children you will ever meet.
My crunchiness may be accidental, but it’s a label that I’m proudly wearing during this stage of life.