Oh, Time Magazine. Brilliant cover, I will give you that. A provocative photo that is meant to open the dialogue about attachment parenting will definitely open the dialogue about a lot of things. But I don't know if any of it will be good.
I have no beef with the mothers photographed for this story. It is not for me to say how long you should breast feed your child. I have no beef with attachment parenting. Mainly because I have no idea what that is. I do have a huge beef with the photographer of this article for choosing a photo that will do nothing more than rile people up. There are millions of meaningful ways to portray breast feeding a child. There are millions of ways to introduce people to different parenting styles. But he choose a photo that will cause a lot of unproductive nonsense.
But what bothers me the most about this entire magazine cover is the title "Are you mom enough?" Am I mom enough to breast feed a three year old? I don't know? The opportunity never came up. I did breast feed all of my children, and happily so. I went into it not knowing how long I would nurse, but as we progressed, I decided that I would let nature take its course and we would both know when the time was right to ween.
Am I mom enough to have a family bed? There were plenty of nights where my bed was everyone's bed. And it was that way not because a doctor wrote a book telling me that it was a good idea, it was that way because I knew it was what we needed as a family at that moment.
So am I mom enough? Well, I am going to go out on a limb today and say "yes".
I am mom enough to choose to take on the roles of mom and dad when Danny deployed. I took care of one, then two, then three babies often on my own and often far from home. I often had one, two, three extra people in my bed. I don't know other parenting style philosophies, but my philosophy was, and is, that snuggling and Rogers and Hammerstein can take care of a lot of things.
I am mom enough to share with my children the difficulties that I have had with my self esteem, with the pain I have inflicted. I have let them know on numerous occasions that I am anything but perfect. And they think I am mom enough to get another chance. And another. And another.
I am mom enough to see my children through their most challenging times.
I am mom enough to raise three amazing kids that will go on to live incredible lives.
And as I write this on Mother's Day, I am naturally drawn to thoughts of all of the moms that I know that are enough. You know who I am talking about. The moms that do the very best they can day in and day out without a magazine cover, without a controversy, without a spot on the Today Show.
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