Since becoming a mother two years ago, I have been haunted by the notion of attachment parenting. Its basic tenetsbreastfeeding into toddlerhood, co-sleeping, and generally staying glommed onto your child at every possible momentinitially struck me as blissful, if wildly ambitious. No mother wants to think she isnt doing enough for her kid, which is how I inevitably felt when I anguished over weaning my first child at a year old or letting him cry at night.
It’s the New Year, and I have been doing a lot of thinking. I want to say, with all of my heart and all of my soul, that I am sorry. I want apologize for anything (and everything) I have said or done that made you feel less-than or sad or small.
This year I am resolving, with a twist. There will be no diet, exercise, less swearing and drinking, "more church" kind of resolutions. This year I'm simply letting go of the things that are just not productive nor conducive to my life. This is the year I give up several of my hard-earned mom-related titles.
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