I wonder…Am i the only hippie Mama in this small Mucky-muck town?!? Â Sometimes it feels it.
10 years ago i was a single, very young mama… pregnant @ 17, with the baby-daddy chosing to wear his military issued “Cloak of Invisability”.  (he still hasn’t taken the thing off… I’m sure it needs to be washed by now)  I was scared and alone..and had no idea when it came to parenting…. Nor did i have any money… I couldn’t afford disposable diapers, so i used cloth… I couldn’t afford a crib, so I co-slept… And formula was not even an option, even if i could afford it. I was lucky enough to have my own Hippie Mama, who had been down the same no money road herself when I was a baby.    She had a book full of life lessons for me to learn, and since I was put on bedrest very early in my pregnancy, i had a whole lotta time to read her book. I also did my own research online… (which is when i found CPO in its infancy)
So fast forward to today… I’m weeks away from giving birth to my second child… I’ve noticed in the 10 years alot has changed… but somehow my town has been stuck in a bubble… I get very strange looks when i tell people I plan on using cloth (i’d rather not put anything else in the landfill for my children to deal with after i’m gone)… I can hear the gossip behind my back when i tell people I plan on nursing as long as i did with my first (apparently 2.5yrs is too long for BF but not for FF)… I’ve been told that co-sleeping is dangerous (but who listens to the PHN anyways)…. I refuse to buy new clothes for my family when so many good ones are thrown away… I won’t allow Walmart to use my hard earned money to line the pockets of their Executives…I don’t fill my DD’s lunch with chemical junkfood (and yes she hates me for it)… I grow my own food, make my own everything, and try my best to make this planet livable for my children… Yes it might make me strange…Maybe even Odd… I’m sure it has something to do with why the other mothers in my area stay away from me…And maybe it has something to do with my DD not being invited to birthday parties (even though the rest of the class has been invited)…..The final straw was today when i was hanging my clothes out on the line, I heard a group of “walking women” laughing out front of my house…I don’t think they knew i could hear them when they made themselves feel better by putting me down… i can’t afford to take up as much space like them, with their Mini mansions, pools and SUV’s..nor would i want to.. Â
I’m sure they are wondering why i now have a sign on my front lawn that says “Tickets” Maybe it’ll make them think the next time they pause in front of my house to have a good laugh.
Mean people suck.
(this is my first Blog.. so you’ll have to forgive me… but i needed to vent… and i’m sorry if it only makes sense to me, but this pg brain is clouding up my thoughts…)
