It seems that French parenting, just like everything else stemming from this part of the world, is having a moment. Glancing at the endless “be more French” baby books lining airport kiosks, you would think that French women have discovered the Holy Grail of motherhood, one that miraculously transforms this scary and exhausting endeavor into an effortless exercise, one complete with calm babies, lithe bodies, sexually content husbands, and impeccable wardrobes.
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