|Dreamworks film, Over the Hedge|
Somehow that all changed when I had my son. It seems like the place where I grew up, which was fine for me and my family, was no longer acceptable for my son.
In all seriousness, I moved to the suburbs because I could no longer afford to live in the city. For starters, my rent, gas and insurance are cheaper. That's a big plus when you are living on one income. And I do think there are aspects of my new neighborhood that are better than where I lived in the city. There's a lot more green space, the library is better and I get to see deer families walking down the street on my way to work. In recent months I have begun to wonder if I'm shortchanging my son by raising him in the 'burbs. Every time we get on the expressway and head downtown, he points at the skyline and shouts "Look Mom, it's New York city!". Clearly I need to take him downtown more.
Obviously this was a conscious choice on my part about where I wanted to live and raise my son. Let me make it clear that I do not look down upon city families. Everyone has to do what is right for them. I think at first it was about fear and running away from what I thought was a bad situation to raise my child. As I reflect I realize that it was a lot more than that. Financially this was a good move and came with some additional community perks. But I also have to be intentional about making sure my son is sheltered from city life. I think that would be just as bad...