One of the things I hate about parenting is the assvice (is that word out of style now? I never hear it anymore. Eh, I suck at pop culture, and god dammit, I’m going to use it anyway) and judgemental bullshit.
In general, I don’t get a lot of assvice. I’m telling you, I think it’s the eyebrows. They just make me look angry. But there’s always someone who remains unafraid of the eyebrows, or they are just stupid. And thus, assvice. And I’ve been getting the look in regards to LG still getting two bottles a day. Oh, don’t get me wrong, I don’t care what you think about it. My point is, why the hell are you so damn concerned? Shouldn’t you, oh, I don’t know, pay attention to the fact that your own damn kids are like completely out of control, because you are so busy nosing in other people’s business? Every now and again, I’ll see an article on US Weekly or some other tabloid, about how Suri is still drinking from a bottle. Oh em geeeee. GASP TEH HORRORS!!! I mean, yes, she’s four, and that’s a bit ridiculous, but really? Who cares? Is it your kid?
Yes, my kid still gets two bottles a day. The Mini got at least one bottle a day until nearly 21 months. And I fretted about it, for no good reason. He gave it up with little fanfare. I know it’ll be different with her, but honestly, I’m in no rush. People breastfeed for an extended period of time, and mostly because it’s largely a comfort thing. And yet, that’s a loaded gun too. ”You’re breastfeeding? Yay, you’re an awesome mom.” And at the one year mark, it’s “Oh, you’re still breastfeeding? Isn’t that a little creepy?” See? You can’t win. So I give up. I don’t really care. LG and I still find comfort in our bottle routine. One before nap, and one before bed. She plays with my hair to fall asleep and then puts her head on my shoulder and I live for the synchronized breathing. The warmth. And those days, those days are so limited now. She’s sixteen and a half months. I’m not sure at this point, who needs it, or wants it more.
But what I do know, is that people need to mind their own damn business about such parenting nonsense. You see a kid being physically abused? Sure, go right ahead and step in, and make it your business. But if you see me giving my kid a bottle? You can just keep on walking. I don’t want to hear it.