A friend I met years ago in a mother-baby group recently told me she had been shunned by her social bubble for being too strict during COVID. “They call me the Taliban because I measure the distance we sit apart and enforce it,” she told me. I recalled she had been the same way with her first baby, imposing a rigid regime and carefully measuring her breast-milk output.
As a new mother, I often reacted viscerally to other parents behaving differently. These days I find myself similarly aggrieved by those taking a different approach to the virus.
When I had my first baby 20 years ago, I discovered just how judgmental others could be.