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Aspiring Expert

An "parenting expert" who took pause during the pandemic to consider if she had any expertise at all (great self-awareness there) and then without skipping a beat wrote another essay on her new found wisdom. My working theory about parenting is that you should have parented upward of three kids of your own and spent a lot of time with kids your whole life to even qualify for the application of parenting expert role. Kids are very different in level of effort and complexity - you could get lucky once but more than three times unlikely. Also, all your kids should be in their 30s before you do apply. Lot of disasters can take place in the late teens to the mid to late twenties. A kid may look like they are off to a running start and have problems lifting off or keeping momentum even if they do. 

Really need to make sure they are fully launched before you as a parent can take a victory lap and take on the role of telling others how to do it right. So this woman with a couple of infants and a very extensive support system claiming to be a parenting expert sounds like a sad joke.But apparently she has made a profession out of doling out her wisdom and now as we see walking some of her earlier pronouncements back. The average parent is already struggling to keep their head above the water and not screw up their kids in irreversible ways. Trading lessons from the field with other parents is always valuable and if there are parents in the expert bracket they should be sought out for counsel at all times, but treating the mother of couple of toddlers as the parenting expert is likely not a recipe for success. 

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