Now that my bundle has arrived, alive and well, the stories everyone had to tell have become cautionary tales of the older generation warning the new that, they know nothing. It's as if I were a teenager getting a speech from a grandparent about how youth has been wasted on the young. I just want to rebel with something like, "listen grandma, remember when you were told that and how much you hated it".
When did all advice start sounding like judgment. Maybe I'm being as emotional as a teenager, but as a parent with an older child, you should remember that feeling when your little one was just out the oven.
Unless my child is in any true harm, please keep your judgement to behind my back.