Well, I knew it would happen. I knew when I wrote my blog about nursing my older child, someone would think I was a freak. I was right.
What am I supposed to do with this information…hmm? Pay no attention, right? However, that is easier said than done. Especially, when the people who think you are odd, are your friends.
I wrote my nursing blog, to explain what kind of person would nurse an older child. My nursing experience was a learning one. I became less judgemental of other parenting styles and hoped my blog would do the same for others, about my parenting style.
I am a fairly normal parent. If you saw me on the street, there would not be anything unusual or different about me. And yet, now I feel a bit freakish, odd and definitely not of the mainstream.
Being completely non-judgemental is something everyone aspires to be. However, very few of us are. I hang with a pretty liberal crowd, who claim to be very accepting of all types of lifestyles. Turns out, some of my crowd is accepting of many things, but not extended age nursing.
I am disappointed and yet, I do understand. I am not trying to sound all-knowing, but I changed for the better because of my nursing experience. Sometimes, it is only when you feel pain yourself, you realize what pain you may be causing.
So call me a freak, I can take it.
If being called a freak means I am able to make my own choices, for my own family…so be it.
The good news is, this freak will probably be more accepting of your family choices.