As a mom, I feel a LOT of pressure to do certain things.
There are the basics like reading online articles about baby led weaning and taking the kids to the pediatrician and getting all the right shots. Or should I delay some? Dicey subject, let's push on.
Then it's the activities. For the kids, not me. I'll admit, play groups are wonderful when the kiddies are little and I need to vent to another grown up. Like, say birth to 9 months. But once the children are biting and hitting each other, any pleasure is negated.
If we don't take a children's music class, join a soccer team, take swimming lessons, enroll in gymnastics or karate....well, I would be failing as a mother, right?
Nope! Not buying into that. I did for years. But as of today, I'm quitting that idea.
My boy just isn't in the right place to do these activities. He doesn't want to participate in the "correct" way so he gets scolded by the instructor. And I get stressed! Stressed leading up to the event, during, after. Plus, I'm paying for this torture and neither of us are having any fun!
So, I quit. I'll take the blame if this somehow wildly backfires and my outgoing child shrivels and develops the personality of a toadstool.
Maybe next month or year or never will be a better time to be joiners. For now though, we're going to hang out on the fringe for a while.
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