I love my friends. They are so different, yet hip and “crunchy” in their own way.
Some cloth diaper, some use disposables. Some use nothing at all.
Some breastfeed their toddlers. Some don’t.
We all make different choices regarding what’s best for our child(ren), and yet we still respect and support each other. None of us are what you would consider “mainstream” in our parenting styles, but as more and more join our circle it becomes easy to forget just how different we are.
Until it comes to vaccination.
Most of us don’t, and those that do usually delay until after the age of two. I had forgotten how uncomfortable it can be to find out you’re on the other side of the debate in the midst of casual mom chat.
Uncomfortable . . . and possibly volatile. Remember the reaction I got when I told a complete stranger that I was still breastfeeding my toddler? That produces shock and possibly disgust, but revealing that I don’t vaccinate made a mom downright angry/indignant today. I get why . . . she has an infant that isn’t old enough to be vaccinated and feels that my choice is putting her daughter at risk. I told her that I had done my research and felt that the risks outweighed any potential benefits, but I know that it probably seemed to her that I was selfishly choosing the good of my child over what’s best for all children.
Worst of all, I am afraid that she will tell all the other moms and that Katie will be ostracized as “unsafe.” Oh well. I am who I am. I pray that every day God will purify me and make me a better wife/mother/friend/neighbor/etc. But I still want to be granola me.