I'm Not a Hipster, but My Baby Is.

I've recently been reading the discussion about Hipster Parents - Do They Suck or What? that has been ongoing since the publishing of this article in Time magazine, and subsequently this post about in on the Poop and this stuff on Babble and this and this and this.  Yeah, no one cares about this topic clearly.  I find it all very interesting, and don't know where I stand, except to ask...can I be a hipster parent too?

I mean, how does one do it?  Did you have to be a hipster before the baby?  If so, I'm out.   I have no ironic t-shirts, but I do have one that says Oakland, which I think might be hipster, because Oakland is where all the disenfranchised San Francisco hipsters go when they have kids, or something.  Ivy has no ironic t-shirts, though I have sifted through all the ironic t-shirt websites and laughed and thought my baby would be perfect in that Now that I'm safe, I'm Pro-Choice shirt, you know, for the irony.

Oh, I did buy a onesie that said "Babys Rock" in KISS lettering.  But I bought it at Old Navy, so I know that doesn't count.  I don't think Old Navy is hipster, but I'd have to ask my hipster friends.  And "Babys Rock" isn't really ironic, it's more, just, true.

And now that I think about it, I bought a black and white t-shirt that says "I Do All My Own Stunts" because now that Ivy is learning to walk, she falls every 10-15 steps or so...but I bought it on the sale rack at Target, so that might not count. OR just maybe, it is totally hipster exactly BECAUSE I bought it on the sale rack at Target.  Is there a handbook for this shit?

At the end of the day, I figure that the way that other people are raising their children seems A) cooler than the way you do it, B) lamer than the way you do it or C) just plain wrong.  I'd like to be a hipster, if only because they seem to have a lot of time, money, and energy.  On that I could be wrong, but a girl can dream.