Cannabis Use Doesn’t Define My Parenting Skills

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In the world of motherhood, wine often takes center stage—after all, there are special sippy cups, mom-themed wines, and endless onesies that imply sometimes a little indulgence is necessary. And who can blame us? We all have our ways of coping. But what about moms like me who prefer a different form of relaxation? Why is it so taboo to discuss this openly?

So let me be candid: nearly every evening after my kids are tucked in, I light up. Whether it’s a joint, an infused lollipop (which I keep securely locked away!), or a hit from a bong, this ritual has been my way to unwind for over 15 years. And you know what? I refuse to feel guilty about it. Using cannabis doesn’t make me a bad parent.

I don’t rely on marijuana to function. I don’t have any medical conditions requiring a prescription for it. I simply appreciate the soothing effects it offers after a demanding day filled with parenting duties, work commitments, and extracurricular activities—much like a glass of wine would.

I’m not a heavy drinker, nor do I misuse medications. I don’t spend my days binging on junk food while lounging in tie-dye. I’m not misinformed or ignorant. In fact, I’m quite engaged in my community, serving on the PTA, maintaining a fulfilling career, and enjoying a happy marriage. I may occasionally forget that my child has dance class on Wednesdays and Fridays, but who doesn’t? Overall, I’m a well-functioning member of society who just happens to enjoy cannabis. What’s wrong with that?

Choosing this lifestyle doesn’t compromise my values or jeopardize my children’s futures. Cannabis isn’t a slippery slope to more dangerous substances; rather, it’s been the healthiest outlet I’ve found for managing stress.

Unfortunately, sharing my truth with other mothers often leads to judgment and misunderstanding. I once had a fellow mom refuse to let her child visit our home because she questioned my judgment—ironic, considering her own challenges with addiction.

So I’ve learned to chuckle at the mommy-wine jokes and play along with the narrative, even though my coping mechanism is just a bit different.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, it’s almost time for lights out—who wants some Cheetos?

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In summary, embracing cannabis as a way to unwind doesn’t equate to being a negligent mother. It’s time to change the narrative and allow for more honest conversations around different coping mechanisms among parents.