This isn’t about the “right” way to parent. Not at all. It’s about the one thing that I believe fuels us all as mamas and daddies: LOVE. It’s why we do what we do – or it should be.
Yes, I breastfeed. I have natural childbirth when I can. Sometimes I carry my babies on my body, other times I use a stroller. I say yes to some vaccines, and no to others. I feed them good stuff and sometimes I feed them stuff that others wouldn’t say is so good. And I don’t feel guilty about any of it. I’m just a mom trying to do what I feel is best for my kids. Sometimes I succeed at that, other times I fall short.
I had a blog for years where I complained a lot. I’m going to make a real effort to leave the complaining at my Father’s feet – after all, David complained all the time. I think God can take it. My children are blessings. They are complicated, busy, loud, challenging blessings, but I would not have anyone think for one moment that I’d rather have relaxation and quiet over these little ones.
I also have a great testimony of healing. There’s a pretty good chance that it will come up now and again. Post-partum depression very nearly took my life and I’m thankful every day for what God did for me. I know now where I opened doors to the enemy to speak into my mind and try his best to end my life. I walk in confidence of my healing and do not fear that this awful disease will ever come back. In fact, I do my best to kick Fear in the backside every day. Because, after all, “God has not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.” If He didn’t give it to me, then I don’t want it!!
As for the name, I’m Mama to my kids. They call me Mommy, Mum, Mom, etc. but from day one, if I had to pick a name for myself, it was Mama. Plus, the domain name “howtobeamom” was already taken. 😉