http://www.huffingtonpost.com/aaron-gouveia/its-time-to-stop-treating-dads-like-idiots_b_3179351.html#slide=more212962

I hope I don't make my DH feel like an idiot and when he parents differently than I might I usually at least try to keep my mouth shut and let him do his thing, but I'll admit that I am sometimes biting back a "you're doing it wrong!". And then I feel like a real dolt when the thing I wouldn't do ends up working better than the thing I would do.

Case it point: last night, DS was in a terrible, terrible mood when he woke up in the middle of the night. Hysterics. Second time this week, I really hope it's teething, and that it's over soon, because the poor baby just sounds miserable. Anyway, last night he was more cranky than pained, and my attempts to rock/nurse him to sleep in a calm as possible atmosphere really wasn't working well, so DH brought him out into the kitchen and asked me to peel a banana to feed him. I ended up feeding all three of us pieces of banana while DH was holding him. It was a really, really great family moment. DS started fighting hard when DH tried to put him down in the crib, and as I was hovering in the doorway, spying on them through a crack, trying to find the right moment to swoop in and say "I'll take him", DH put him in the crib and started playing "peek-a-boo" through the slats and singing to him and making funny noises. E was cracking up, crawling and cruising along the side of the crib. Big belly laughs. And it took a few tries, but eventually DH left and DS played in his crib quietly, and happily, for several minutes until he fell asleep. Happy and Calm.

Hmm...maybe I should push back E's bedtime so DH can put him to bed every night

ANYWAY, I thought this was a great article and made me think about how I think and react (not meanly, but definitely "I know best") to DH's parenting and hope to make a more conscious effort to understand and accept that I'm not always right and my way isn't all the best.

Also, scroll through the slideshow (Baby Clothes That Just Don't Make Sense...". I was cringing over a lot of them!