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I have a complicated relationship with Facebook. I suppose this whole “internet thing” still confuses me.

In 1984, I was at the U studying psychology and women studies and became a single mom.

My parenting philosophy was developed at the library. The actual building kind with paper books. I found “The Family Bed” which gave me permission to let my baby sleep right where he already was. I subscribed to the subversive Mothering Magazine. I decided not to spank and researched nutrition and discipline and sexual stereotypes and worried about the impact of raising my son surrounded by strong women but without a father. And deep down I knew that if I loved him and did my best, we’d be ok.