I certainly don't think that the crispy pancakes, waffles and supernoodles did any irreparable harm and I suspect that the real troubles in my life (alcoholic dad etc) would have been just as likely now as then, so I agree entirely with those who feel
about women having hissy fits about these sorts of things.
However, on the flip side of things, I am taking ds to one of those toddler music classes at the moment, you know the type - happy music with puppet props and parachutes that you pay £4 a pop for when you could stick on a cd at home for free, that sort of thing. There's no way he needs it developmentally, and yes, all the old dears sage advice about how they get as much out of a brown cardboard box remains true. ...
However, for that 45 minutes every week, he dances as though no one was watching with little people his own age, and I get to see that.. I get to see how he has changed since he started, when he was quite reticent and shy in the new environment, and how he has settled in there, I get a kick out of watching him make little connections with his favourite peers etc. I can sit back and just observe him being him, a two year old first-born.
No doubt he does all of this and more at nursery etc, or I could have people round etc, and no, it's nowhere near an essential for any child. I just feel so fortunate that I am so privileged to live in a moment in time where I can have this luxury, where there is no war or famine in my life, I'm not on the run from anyone, my mind is free from worry about what food is in my cupboards or where the money for the next bill will come from. My family is happy and well. All of that could change in a heartbeat, in a second - so having that luck and good fortune to be able to have these moments, whether at music class or elsewhere, which are all about just being together and being happy is something I really value.
I don't think my parents, even before they had real problems, would have felt "allowed" to be happy in this way. I certainly think this type of "self-indulgence" would have been frowned upon when many of my grandparent's generation were raising their children. There was a culture, which of course still exists for many even in the first world today, that you didn't want to spend too much time playing with or being with your kids, because then they would "expect it" and you would "never get anything done". I'm happy to know - and feel secure in the knowledge - that children can have attention and love and play and can still learn to play independently and do chores etc. What a nice mix!