When did I feel like I became a parent?
Rolling in the deep of daily parenting, I sometimes fail to ask myself these bigger questions. Please understand that I wrote what I believe to be a well crafted response to this question only to delete it and ask another question, Do others even care when I felt like I became a parent?
I have been seeing a thread of articles and blog posts questioning the role of parenting blogs themselves. I tend to serve as my own devil’s advocate to counter my brilliant brainstorms so it’s hard not to follow suit and wonder if this is all blurry chatter between breastfeedings and baths.
Then I think back to a couple Facebook posts that got my goat. How to raise your daughter. How do I train my child to do this or that. I was feeling the fire and yet didn’t necessarily have a tribe of parents around me to share these thoughts with. Taking a step back from this post and telling you about myself…
- My name is Tasha and I am a 37-year-old mother of two – a 19-month-old boy and a three and a half year old daughter. I left a rewarding job in the non profit sector to be with them full time. My partner is extremely supportive and facilitated our recent move to a cohousing community where we have a tribe of parents to share these thoughts with.