Okay, SO… The other day I was on the phone with my ladyfriend, bitching about the fact that Fable would ONLY nap on my person (in the Bjorn) and how I was literally blogging, vlogging, doing dishes, etc, with the girl strapped to me at all times.
“Hi, Attachment Parent,” she said.
“I SOOOO am not an attachment parent. Shut up.”
“You so are. Ha ha. You’re a baby-talking, co-sleeping attachment parent! You’re an attachment parent. “
I thought about it for a moment and GASPED. It was true Fable had slept pretty much at my boob every night since her birth, sleeping only one whole night in the bedside bassinet that currently houses diapers, blankets and tubes of nipple cream.
“OH MY GOD. You’re right!”
“I never thought I’d see the day. What the hell is wrong with you, woman!”
Another day in the life. Lordy help me…
Days earlier Dana had called me out for being a “babytalker” referring to me as “Babytalk” every time she called or commented on my blog. And she was right about that, too, I realized after watching this short video of Fable hanging cute on the couch. I do indeed babytalk:
The thing is? With Archer I was not like this. I mean, sure, I probably babytalked at him all damn day but I only wore him on walks around the hood, never in the house for hours at a time and we did not co-sleep either. Once in a while, maybe, but not like this.
So what happened? Is Fable a different baby than Archer was or am I a different mom? Could it be that my addiction to Fable comes from knowing how fast they grow out of infancy? Am I clinging to my baby in an unhealthy way or is this just the way Fable and I roll as a unit? Archer was always independent. He slept better in his own space then he did in our bed and was fine with napping in his swing. Is Fable more attached to me or am I the one who can’t let go?
The thing is this. Every child is different and we change as parents, as people, adapting to our children as they adapt to us, doing what we can to maintain a certain lifestyle while making sure that our babies are happy. For me, I’ve been able to stay sane, happy and productive doing whatever it is that I’m doing. So there you go.
Am I attachment parenting? Maybe. But I wouldn’t call it that. (I didn’t even know what “attachment parenting” was until my friend called me out!). I’d like to think of my co-sleeping, babywearing, babytalking ways as something that works RIGHT NOW for me and for Fable and for our family. It has nothing to do with my parenting philosophy or anything else. (My parenting philosophy happens to be: let the baby adapt to you. Go figure.)
I happen to be happiest next to my baby and she happens to sleep better and more often next to me. Time will tell if this was the wrong approach but for now? I’m doing what I do. Take it or leave it, bitches, says I in my best babytalking voice.