I’ve so much to say on this particular subject that I can barely contain myself. Trouble is, if I try to say it all today, we are going to have some very unorganized thought processes. So, I’d rather do a short series as I process certain aspects of these thoughts.
Suffice it to say, when I was pregnant with Bug, I bought into the whole sanctimommy movement. But by the time she was 2 weeks old, I found that I felt very differently than I had expected to, and without knowing there was terminology for it, I became a skepparent. And I did so quite quietly without much cerimony, just doing what I thought was best for Bug and for us as a family. It certainly worked for us.
Now that one of my best friends out here has given birth to her son AJ 8 weeks ago, she has started the SkepParent blog. Fortunately for us, she has similar views to mine and is quite logical in her thinking. But her blog, and an experience about a week ago or so, has really gotten me thinking about sanctimommies and how we become them, why we become them, and what harm this is doing to us.
I decided to work on a few posts of my own because I was totally spamming her comment section, and it is, after all, her blog. On the other hand, I find the discussion of this very interesting and am looking forward to further discussion.