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I work with kids rather frequently and today there was a one year old who was pretty tired (I'm guessing it's because they weren't feeling great based on the green ooze that constantly flowed from their nostrils). As they sat in my lap and flipped through a book I came to the odd realization that there was a tiny human being in my lap.
A human being that was grown inside of another human being whom I speak with regularly.
Guys...
Inside another human
And now it's outside, in my lap, drooling, and ripping the pages of the classic book I Think I Can.
Going from physically attached to someone else via their internal organs to being an autonomous little person is fucking INSANE
can i just gush about bluey for a moment?
one of my favorite episodes: faceytalk. (spoilers ahead for bluey, if you are that worried just watch the full episode online or something) growing up, i was lucky if my opinions mattered as a kid. it was either "you do what i say or i am going to smack your head and then yell at you for crying "
in this moment here, bluey and bingo are a good example of what should have happened. "hey can i have a turn?" "let me finish this first" "oke!" its a respect of each others boundaries. muffin's situation is a better representation of what I went through growing up. muffin is 3 so i don't expect her to be mature enough to handle boundaries perfectly yet, but in this moment all muffin wanted to do was finish her cowboy hat. instead of "it is ok, finish it up and then give it to your sister ok?" it was "no, your feelings are not valid deal with it" To stripe's credit, he didnt just cut the video feed either when the kids said no. there is a good chance my dad would have done that. this episode is hilarious too and this show has a LOT of balls to have children misbevaving in a kids show. I appreciate that.
and then there is the end. the moral both applies to children AND adults. you need to share parenting and your things But you also need to respect others boundaries and don't force yourself in. most kids shows would be lazy and just ✨💖❤️sharing is caring and love and woudlent the world be such a wovely place if we all shared!!✨🥰🌸 but that isn't realistic. sharing IS nice, but are you willing to "share" your car with your neighbor you barely know? how about your phone? why not? sharing is caring after all. as an adult that grew up in an emotionally neglectful household, i love and appreciate bluey. I am jealous that the newer generation get's to grow up on this.
Have you ever considered how fucking astonishing babies crying is?
The young of other animals don’t make noise, or if they do, barely any at all. Baby birds only start chirping when their parents come back with the food, kittens meow to their mothers because cat communication is extremely subtle and drawing your caretaker’s attention may require a sound when you have eight siblings. At this point, they can already see and walk.
 But human babies? Crying is essentially the first willful action that they learn. Months before being able to move on your own, or even hold your own fucking head up, or being able to choose when and where you defecate. Before anything else, a skill more valuable than anything else, is a distress call.
 A distress call specifically intended to be impossible to ignore.
 Before object permanence or theory of mind, without even an understanding of what help they need, who could provide it, and whether they choose to do so, a human being is capable of expressing that there is something wrong in the state they are in, that they are powerless to correct on their own.
 This is what was evolutionarily selected above silent babies that did not attract predators. This is what was selected instead of young who could instantly walk. This is what was selected as the ideal offspring for the human race. Not one that runs. Not one that hides. Not one that can fend for itself. A creature that can communicate, if only the simplest, most inherent message: I need help.
I’m pretty sure I’m not the only one who has trouble remembering developmental milestones. I put these together, but can’t take credit for any of the photography. Hope someone finds them helpful!
I parent differently from the norm, and I have been judged repeatedly because of it.
I parent differently from the norm, and I have been judged repeatedly because of it. My Parenting style has been talked about since I became a parent, it is very interesting that my girls are amazing, while the majority of my shit talkers messed their kids up! I feel for their children.
Needless to say, I parent my children in a way that many people don't understand. Throughout my life, I've often been labeled a bad mother. Let me set the record straight: I am an exceptional mother. I am blessed with amazing children whom I choose to parent differently from the norm. I haven't broken my children, (like how horses are broken) as is often the conventional approach, simply because it's easier. I'm referring to fear-based parenting—where commands are issued without explanation, where a child's beliefs are overshadowed by our own, where discussions are absent because a child's understanding is dismissed. If you didn't raise your children in this manner, then my words shouldn't sting. However, I believe many of you are familiar with individuals who subscribe to such parenting practices.
Girls are often conditioned to conform to societal expectations, while boys are pressured to adhere to a predetermined notion of masculinity. Neither are encouraged to embrace their true selves. I've raised my children to think independently and to comprehend that every action carries consequences. For instance, I've explained that while they technically could take that cookie, there are repercussions—such as a timeout or being deprived of further treats. They understand that their decisions have outcomes, rather than facing admonishment or physical punishment. Though I have resorted to spanking in extreme cases, it's never been my default approach. Instead, I've transformed every situation into a learning opportunity, engaging them in conversations as equals. I've validated their emotions and viewpoints, even when they weren't ideal, and provided alternative perspectives. I've fostered an environment of open communication and honesty, discouraging self-deprecation and uplifting them through praise.
As a result, I've raised daughters who possess a strong sense of self-worth, unafraid to voice their opinions. They won't succumb to the first boy who compliments them because they already know their intrinsic beauty. My daughters are resilient because I refused to break their spirits; they're assertive because I've continually nurtured their personal development, recognizing that self-growth is an ongoing journey. While I may still worry about them when it comes to dating—because what mother wouldn't—I take solace in knowing they're equipped to navigate relationships with strength and conviction. I can't help but feel sorry for any young man who underestimates their resolve.