You did your job. And you did it well. If your hope was to make me feel like sh*t, well, you succeeded. I wish I was the type of person that could brush it off and realize that you are probably a person without a lot of love in your life, without joy, and without comfort; but I can't.
What I can think of is that if you had been reading my blog for a while, you would understand that EACH and every day I worry about the choice that was made about not being able to nurse anymore. You would know that I struggle, on a daily basis, about this. You would also know that my weight at this current moment, is something that I struggle with, too. I've never had to worry about weight. I don't know how to eat well or exercise regularly and it has been quite hard to look at myself in the mirror each day with this extra 'baby weight' I'm carrying around. Most nights, I get so down on myself, that I end up in tears because I feel so disgusted.
So, thank you, for using my child's baby book as an outlet to let your anger and hatefulness land. Thank you for making what was a TERRIBLE day on Wednesday become an even worse day from someone I don't know, but that would take the time to write such rude and hurtful things to someone you do not even know. At least I hope you don't know me. Because, that would actually be worse. I guess.
Here are the comments left on my Hello Cereal! blog post:
Anonymous Mar 21, 2012 10:33 PM
Maybe you should not have had children since feeding them is such a burden. Lazy cow..
Anonymous Mar 21, 2012 10:35 PM
your disgusting lazy mother... damaging your baby for life with processed food not fit for rats... hope that does not keep you up at night... do society a favor... get your tubes tide so you do not make anymore stupid formula fed dumbed down babies
*This has truly made me think more about going private. I have different feelings. I know if I go private, the family who reads this blog will not be able to get to it as easily and they will not get to know about Harper as much. That part I hate. The other part, is that maybe Harper and our life should not be so open and honest on the web. But, that's the part I love about blogging. I'm a real blogger. My life isn't perfect. No one's is, but I try and not act like it is. And I feel that I've truly connected with others because of this and have been able to use blogging as therapy, connections made with other Moms, and a constant life-book of my baby girl's precious life.
Oh, and Anonymous, I can assure you that my 'dumbed down' baby will be able to use you're correctly and know how to spell tied. Unlike you.