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Monday, September 12, 2011

So you aren't an attachment parent.

Fear not, there is still hope. I am not an attachment parent either. There are others like us out there, they are just a very rare minority. Perhaps it's because of all the AP moms coming forth with their opinions on every little thing that non AP parents do, that keeps us in the dark. I am writing this blog to let off steam. This entire blog will be a rant about the way I feel AP moms do things. I know I will offend a lot, and find the praise of few. I don't really care though. I need a way to release my anger. Every since I became a mother I found out how very ruthless women can be. AP moms are the worse sort that I have come across. They believe that everything they are doing is right, and that anyone who is not doing that is wrong. Now I am not going to say that all AP moms are like this. I know a few that do not push their crap down everyone's throat. BUT! I know that even if they aren't saying it, they are thinking it. Let us know start discussing AP mom beliefs.

1. Breastfeeding is the only way to go! Okay, sure whatever. I am not a breast feeder and I never will be. If someone wants to feed their child that way, then that is their decision. I am getting sick of hearing it from everyone, "You really should breastfeed, it's what's best." Okay just shut up and stop right there! I was fed formula, my mother was fed formula, my sister, my husband, all of his brothers and sisters, his mom, his dad, ect. The list goes on and on. My children are fed formula. Guess what?! None of them are obese, stupid, or get sick all of the time. In fact my husband has a very high IQ, and is one of the smartest people I know. My children excel in a lot of things, and developed/are developing much faster then most children their age. "How can this be? I just don't understand! How can they be so smart and never have had a drop of breast milk touch their lips?" Well I will tell you. Because formula is not the devil, and breast milk is not a god. There is your answer plain and simple.

So why did you not want to breastfeed? This question is asked a lot. Personally I believe that it is no one's business why or why not I decide to do the things I do, but for the sake of this blog I will share my thoughts. When I was growing up and got old enough to ask, I found out that I was not breastfed as a child. I threw a giant party that lasted 7 days. I rejoiced! The thought that I may have ever had my mouth/tongue on my mothers breast made me want to throw up, and it still does. Before you say something stupid like "Oh I bet she and her mom aren't that close." Bull! We are in fact very close! A lot closer then most other mother/daughter relationships my friends have. She is my best friend, and I tell her everything. It has nothing to do with not being close to my mother. I don't care what anyone else says, the breast of a woman is a SEXUAL object. Yes, we are mammals, so yes our breast were created to feed our children, but that is obviously not the only thing they were created for. If our breast were not meant to be a SEXUAL object, then most women would not find pleasure from having them touched, among other things. I became very much against breast feeding when I discovered that a lot of women have orgasms when their baby is suckling at their teat. That is sick! I have heard it be defended several times. "Oh no, it's not like an orgasm, it's just this feeling of pleasure that is caused by the sucking mouth on my nipple." Call it what you want to call it, it is still sick to me. I have heard women confess to finding out that they can have orgasms from such actions, and they then decide they want to breastfeed. Talk about being unsatisfied in the bedroom. Anyways, there you have it. One of the main reasons I will always refuse to breastfeed.

I believe that is all I am going to type up today. My next topic of AP believes will be their annoying struggle of being able to breast feed in public, and co-sleeping. Stay with me to hear all about it.

If you wish to flame me, please do tastefully. Do not send me mail with rude or vulgar words, or telling me to go and die. Try to remain an intellectual if you can. We are all adults, or at least we should be.