Not tooting the horn of individuality

I fit nowhere.

I am a working-outside-of-home mother. I bottlefed from day one but still co-sleep. I send my circumcised, be-huggied son to daycare. I let him eat whatever he wants.

I always prided myself on my individuality, but anymore, I'm really lonely for at least one other person who has something in common with me parenthood-style.

Keyboard dying. More later.