Hell No, I’m Not Piercing My Baby’s Ears

Piercing your baby’s ears… this is one parenting choice I’ve never understood. I simply cannot think of one single reason why piercing your baby’s ears makes any sense.

If you would mentioned me taking my teeny tiny preemie daughter to a — what, Claires?  Is that where you get babies ear’s pierced?  Or is there a special baby ear piercing place?  I don’t know.

Back to the point.

If you would have suggested I take her to such a place, marked a purple dot on her little, precious, baby earlobe and then shoved a needle through it, I might have slapped you right in the face. I mean, look at her…

Why on earth would I do that? So she looks cute? So she isn’t mistaken for a boy? So… what’s the reason, again? Because none of them make much sense to me.

My mother pierced my ears when I was a baby citing the people-thought-you-were-a-boy defense and although I love her anyway, I never understood that logic. Why do I care if people think my bald baby is a boy when they’re actually a girl? I could care less what others think.

And oh by the way, there are always bows and pink dresses.

 

I’m pretty soft, I admit it, and the thought of any pain coming to my kids makes me cringe. (I’m the mom who cries every single time they get a shot.)  I’m sure most moms are this way and I just cannot fathom for even a second electing to do something that will make my little one scream.

 

But it’s ok, Ear Piercing Mom… This doesn’t mean I’m judging you and talking about you behind your back. Why? Because you could totally judge me all day long for one thing or another and I don’t like to make it a point of throwing rocks out of this glass house of mine, you know?

I like my little girl’s naked ears and even though she is lacking in the hair department and may on occasion be mistaken for a boy, I don’t mind.  If she wants to pierce her ears and succumb to the pain on her own accord when she’s older then I’ll take her.

Until then, we’re going earring-less.