I began to read this thinking I could use well-rounded parenting advice, we all need reminders, and in an effort to read more non-fiction books. Early on, while there were some red flags, I wanted to remain opened minded. I still thought, “Oh, okay, this may be useful… that is a lovely tip… yes, that’s the right mindset.” But as the book went on, the author became more and more unhinged.
Who is his target audience? Telling parents to just relax, not giving them the tools to do it, and then asking if they do yoga? Come on.
I should have known on page 75 when he suggested that everything that is meant to be will be and that everything happens for a reason.
I should have known when he told the reader that if they aren’t laughing, they are too serious, and that laughter “allows energy to flow freely, liberating compression and contraction into flow and ease,” (p. 81.)
I should have known when the author continued to insinuate that the reader’s parents didn’t raise them right. Not joking, this happened a lot. (Seriously, Fonso, wtf.)
But I was certain by the chapter where he told moms they are not sacrificing enough if they don’t breastfeed, because that’s what he feels is best for the baby.
I knew by the “they will learn,” and hand washing chapters. We just went though a pandemic, ffs.
This guy is off it.
Try telling a sleep-deprived, working mom with a child in the middle of a meltdown while she’s trying to fix dinner to just relax and smile more, or just any mom or parent for that matter. Yeah, that’s going to go over well.
Who allowed this into publication?