I am one confused woman… and mother… and, dare I say it… feminist. And I apologize ahead of time if this post goes a bit all over the place {see statement above} and if I am about three months late on this band wagon! . I have been trying for the past week or so to read Elizabeth Badinter’s book, The Conflict: How Modern Motherhood Undermines the Status of Women. And I just can’t do it anymore. It is hurting my head and my heart and my very soul reading her words. And it is doing so on so many levels. It hurts me because of her blatantly condescending attitude about pretty much everything that I value, hold dear and practice as an attachment parent mother. It hurts me because of her “look how wonderful WE the French women are at everything we do”. From having the highest birth...












