Ok, I had a bad day today. I feel really ill and exhausted and I was in sole charge of both kids for the day, and the 3yo in particular was really playing up. We were having a walk outside and she kept up a combination of shouting, hitting and whinging that was really doing me in - and then she started walloping me.
I got shouty. I put her on the 'naughty bench' (hastily found) a little more roughly than I'm proud of. I am not the world's greatest mother and today I fell below standard.
But - and this is critical - I was very aware of people around me, and felt ashamed of how I was responding. I was also aware, for the zillionth time, how often I am tempted to really smack my kids, and I never do, because I feel it is a slippery slope that I will end up going down. I have a hot temper, and I don't trust myself to stop, once I've started. So I never start. This is made easier because the vast majority of parents in the community don't smack, and there would be open mouths in the playground if I started dishing it out in the way that was totally the norm when I was a child.
I get so sick on MN of the easy way in which people get condemned for being judgy. Of course excessive or thoughtless judgmentalism is bad. But social norms around parenting are hugely important - setting them, sustaining them, communicating them. Isn't that what MN does? As individuals we may sometimes think it gets them wrong, but to imply that norm-setting or judging is in itself wrong, smug, net-twitching voyeurism, is itself just as risky as any lynch mob mentality.