According to the Urban Dictionary, this is the definition…
A member of an increasingly growing group of moms who are neo-hippies.
They generally believe (for varying reasons) that there is something bad or less beneficial about buying mainstream products or doing other common activities in the mainstream way.
You might be a crunchy mom if you:
- bake all your own bread
- make your own jam, jelly, pickles, applesauce, etc.
- gave birth at home — by CHOICE! (With a midwife, doula, or unassisted!)
- prefer to teach your children yourself at home instead of letting the public or private schools do it for you.
- grow your own food as much as possible, and buy the rest at farmer’s markets or health food stores.
- are vegan or vegetarian.
- choose not to use birth control.
- don’t wear a bra or shoes.
- don’t use shampoo or soap, but instead maybe sea salt or a variety of other things.
- had your placenta chopped up for an anti-depressant pill or smoothie.
- have no television in your home — and actually read BOOKS for entertainment!
- grind your own grain to make your own bread with (did you know that wheat looses about 90% of it’s nutrients within 7 days of being ground?)
- don’t cut your hair or wear pants (not going around half-naked, but wearing skirts! Silly people! Get your mind out of the gutter!)
- can add 10 more things to this list that I didn’t even think of!
Okay, so let me tell y’all about my Momma.
My momma was born in the 1950s, and grew up in the 50s, 60s, and 70s. She met my Daddy in the summer of 1972 and married him later that year, they are still happily married. ❤️
She gave birth to me and my three siblings between 1975-1983, back when breastfeeding was not the norm. She didn’t give birth to my three siblings and I at home, but she gave birth without any medication, epidurals, or drugs of any kind and she didn’t know our sex until we were born. She did not save our placentas, I don’t even know if that was something people did back then, but she did breastfeed all four of us. She was one of the only ladies in her circle of friends who breastfed.
Growing up I can remember baking and cooking in the kitchen with my momma. She made homemade bread, jams, jellies, pickles, ice cream, cookies, cakes, and a long list of other things. All of our meals were homemade, from scratch, and most of the veggies and fruits were grown in her garden. I loved picking the carrots and spinach! 😊
I’m sure if my momma would’ve known about homeschooling back then, she would’ve homeschooled all four of us. She loved learning, she still does, and she would’ve made an awesome homeschool teacher. However, since she didn’t know about homeschooling, she sent us to public school.
Another fond memory I have of my momma is watching her sew. She could sew anything! She made all of my daddy’s western shirts, our quilts, crocheted blankets, and she made a lot of our clothing. She still has mad sewing skills, and hardly ever uses a pattern. ❤️
Some people may call my momma a pack rat, but I call her an upcycler. She saves every kind of jar, can, piece of furniture, and other things. She likes to reuse as many things as she can, and she’s been like this since I was little. Yep, we recycled long before the world thought it was cool! She also likes to fix things that are broken, instead of buying a new one.
So you see, my momma was crunchy long before the word ‘crunchy’ was used to describe a lifestyle. Maybe that’s why I’m crunchy too? 😉