A Conversation Overheard

Posted on Sep 8, 2010 | 4 comments

Conversation overheard between a decadently dressed Hippie-Mama, in flowing flower skirt and layers of pashminas and a poor waitress that is surely not paid enough for this nonsense:

Hippie-Mama: (jabbing menu with nail) So, I see you only serve organic foods, but my son, Oliver, can’t tolerate cow’s milk, so-o-o-o, in philosophical solidarity, none of us drink any milk, but soy. So-o-o-o, I’ll take a soy milk de-caf latte and my daughter (gestures to identi-kit four-year old suffocating from beneath a mini-pashmina) will have the organic muesli. (flashes a pinched, dismissive smile) But, you will make that with soy, right?

If she’d tagged “sweetie” at the end of that sentence it would have scaled the heights of pretension and Hippie-Mama would be crowned Queen of Up-Your-Own-Ass.

Some readers will be thinking, okay, perhaps a bit pretentious, but if her son really is allergic to cow’s milk, than it is kinda sweet that the family does this whole “solidarity” thing.

Except, that directly following this conversation, Hippie-Mama latched Oliver to her breast. Oliver was a baby. A very young baby who didn’t drink soy milk.

Ten minutes later, May latched on to a bottle of formula. While May fed, I listened as Hippie-Mama made ratty comments to her daughter. “No, Roxy! Sit still! They don’t do chips here. Well, go ask them if you are so certain!” (For the record: they do chips.)

May slurped away happily and I willed Hippie-Mama to say something to me, anything to me about feeding my child from a bottle, with formula. I was ready. I was ready to fight.

Alas, Hippie-Mama did not notice me at all. Or, didn’t care. And, I was left to stew.

But, I realized it wasn’t Hippie-Mama’s pretentiousness that irked me. It was how little she appreciated that little girl. Choosing soy milk was a way of bonding with herself. Appreciating her daughter was completely lost on her.

In contrast to Hippie-Mama’s exacerbation with her daughter’s choice of diet, every time May swallows we appreciate it. Her ability to suck down a bottle was one of the most triumphant moments of our lives. It meant the doctors allowed May to be discharged from the hospital without the necessity of a tube.

Video of May downing her second ever bottle:

1,000 appreciations May.


  1. You are right ! I witnessed a woman ( god Im’ ashamed to call her one of us ) self induging herself in exactly the same way today. These women should learn to enjoy the complete freedom that children have to be just that – children, whatever they can do…

  2. How very very sad, but true :)

  3. We call it helicoptering parents and now even some colleges have banned parents from staying with their kids in orientation and some even going to school with their kids for the first week. I don’t get it. I was the farthest away from helicoptering one could get. Took both my sons to college stayed for a day or two to get them what they needed in the way of furniture. No bed bath and beyond college links then. I hit the stores while they did what they needed on campus. In and out in 2-3 days. They are 39 and 37, married with families and are not following their kids around like hovering parents. Wow, so sad for these kids with these parents when they grow up to find the world isn’t fair, nor equal and will not promote them just because. My two cents.

  4. That video is the loveliest thing I have seen all day (even if i hadn’t known the importance of the event we are whitnessing) – thank you for sharing it!

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