I have been thinking.
For a while.
About how inadequate I must seem as a mother.
So I made this chart:
Good Mommy /Bad Mommy
*Stays at home with kid /*Mostly hates staying at home with kid
*Has educational toys/books /*Allows Pooh movies up to twelve times a day
*Tries to instill values in kid /* Through Pooh movies
*Can bake, clean, sew, and craft /* Does not.
*Sanitizes things /* Not even the kid.
*Beautifully feminine /* Feminist
*Fulfilled /* Desperately lonely, bored, and cranky
I went to the blogs (and I drank from the fountain) and found the following posts:
Things I sewed for my kids
Things I baked for my kids
Whole wheat waffles I made fresh for my kids
Expensive products I bought for my kids
Then I had to stop, because I was getting a little dizzy and even more desperate, lonely, bored, and cranky.
And I started this blog. I envision it to be a place where I can expose the ridiculosity of the 21st century mothering ideal, vent, and not ever be guilted into doing finger paints with my kid. And I would like your input, and your help.
Because I am sick (and tired) of the trap I have stumbled into via my choice in mothering lifestyles.
Because I adore my kid. She is fabulous. I want to eat her face, most days, she is that delicious. But she is not my whole life.
Because I stay at home because I know it is the right choice for my family, but resent the heck out of it a third of the time.
Because I don't stay up late at night dreaming of ways to enrich my kid.
Because I might do something crafty, but it won't get finished.
Because I have a daughter who needs to understand that Mommy is more than a Mommy, and that she is more than a Princess, Bad Girl, Rock Star, or Tom Boy, no matter what the media tells her.
Because having a child is not the end-all-be-all of womanhood, no matter what the media tells me.
Because I am a frickety-fracking Amazing Mommy, no matter which side of the list I fall under. And I am pretty sure that you are, too.