I admit, I fall into the description of "hipster" parents.
I've read all sorts of things about the topic lately, but Mom101 says it best.
The Final Word on Hipster Parenting. (Oh, Who am I Kidding.)
This will give you a taste of the piece. She quotes an article that slams the idea and gives her own insight:
So I'd hate to think that when I hit the streets of Brooklyn (who knew we were making such a hipster move when we got there; and here I was thinking we had simply gotten priced out of Manhattan) with my new baby in her Doc Maarten booties, that it will lead David Brooks and his ilk to leap to make value judgments about me. Especially when those value judgments are that I'm self-absorbed, emotionally stunted, and unfit to breed. Or, as it was expressed in the column: "Parents who refuse to face that their days of chaotic, unscheduled moshing are over."
Oh, how I mourn my days of unscheduled moshing, truly I do. Why, an impromptu mosh would really hit the spot right now. You got me there, David.