I was sitting around shooting the shit with my mom the other day and she was teasing me about how Isabella has a sound machine. She went on to tell me that when I was a baby not only did I not have a car seat, but that she smoked during her entire pregnancy (she assured me they didn't know how bad it really was back in the day). And she never read one baby book. It's a wonder I survived with all my limbs! Which led me to the idea that sometimes we just over parent.
I'll be the first to admit that I'm a research mama. I read books (although they usually just annoy me and I wind up disregarding them), I search blogs, google, and ask anyone who will listen to try and solve the particular problem I'm trying to wrap my mind around. I read books to my unborn baby when I was pregnant, and I cried when I had to stop breast feeding due to low supply after an 11 hour day (see I feel the need to explain that to you) because I was sure that I was going to mess my kid up.
Sometimes we need to just let our kids be kids. Don't toss out the car seats and light up a cigg by any means, but maybe lighten up in other areas. Maybe I don't need to try and stuff veggies down my kid's throat by hiding them in anything that Isabella will eat (re: covered in cheese) and just continue to offer it to her and let her make her own decisions. Instead of hovering over her as she couch walks maybe I can hang back a bit and if she falls on her bum, so what...she'll survive. Maybe my mother actually knows a thing or two about mothering ;)