I have been thinking about this thread all day.

I had a big long post, I wanted to tell my story & my mother's story... & then I thought it was too long... so I'll leave it at this.

For all the ways that we feed our children, they are being fed. For all the reasons we choose to do whatever we do, they are our reasons. When we judge eachother, we judge ourselves.

Sometimes we do feel uneasy about the choices we have made. Sometimes we doubt ourselves, we regret the path we have taken. Sometimes we don't, but we still don't want to feel like others are judging us for our actions.

It's not always as easy as owning your choices. It's the end goal, to move towards that but sometimes you have to get there before you can be there. In the meantime, a bit of caring and tact doesn't hurt.

And that goes both ways...let's not assume that when someone is saying they like peas, it means they hate your carrots. Maybe they just really like peas Or maybe they don't like your carrots, but they like you.

Lets be a bit more generous in our opinions & assume that we are all doing our best, and that we are not being narky at all but genuine & caring.

Ok... I think that's it... I've had a long day & I don't think I'm going to get anywhere further with this