Before my oldest son was born I was what some would consider a pretty “soggy” parent in terms of the “crunchy” or natural parenting community. Over the years I have really changed a ton and essentially became what many would consider “crunchy.”
The problem is… I don’t really classify myself as a crunchy parent. I really don’t classify myself in any category as a parent. I just call myself… a parent.
I often get offended when people try and classify my style. Lazy parent, relaxed, laid back, crunchy, helicopter, tiger mom… come on! We are all just freaking parents. Why do we have to put labels on it? Labels which are sometimes offensive or hurtful!
I don’t like to be the preachy type, but seriously I think the vast majority of parents are out here busting their asses doing the best they can for their kids. No one is purposely trying to put their kid in danger. At least someone in their right mind!
But back to the point.
We do a lot of the same things crunchy families would do. But I just don’t classify myself as crunchy — and I think most who know me wouldn’t either.
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