Last Thursday was struggle city here in our house. I happened to have a serious headache and was being my typical stubborn self by avoiding taking medication for as long as possible and it got to the point where I needed to call in backup (also known as Sesame Street.)
Listen, I’m not here to judge anyone’s stance on screen time and technology, but we try to use it on as-needed basis; not because we think TV is the the devil, but the more limited we make it, the more captivating it is to Jack when we really need it. Everyone has their crutch, right?
Anyway, I turned on the TV and my kid immediately turned into the happiest zombie in all the land while I laid on the couch and tried to will the headache away (that’s a shitty treatment approach, just in case anyone was curious.)
At the exact moment I was feeling like a failure mom for spending yet another summer day inside with the TV on thanks to the side effects of growing a human (plus – it’s been approximately one thousand degrees here in Virginia every day this summer) I got a text from a pregnant friend telling me how she was an awful mom because she had to turn on the TV for her son because her morning sickness was so bad.
My response was this picture:
And then it hit me, as it always does when I’m able to see things from another perspective: I, along with just about every other mother I know, hold myself to a completely demented standard when it comes to “good” mothering.
Never in a million years would I have batted an eye at a friend who turned on the TV to entertain her toddler because she was sick or tired or just needed an hour of no one talking to her. But when I do it? I’m a bad mom, obviously.
Here’s the thing – I’m done with wearing the Bad Mom badge, and I think you should be, too.
You’re not a bad mom because your kid only wants to eat mustard for dinner this week and try as you might, force-feeding is really only effective in theory.
You’re not a bad mom when you hide your kid’s favorite book because you’ve literally read it to him five hundred times this month and you feel like you’ll physically harm yourself if you have to read it one.more.time.
You’re not a bad mom if you’ve found yourself sitting in the bathroom with your phone because you need a few minutes alone to do something mindless like scroll through your Instagram feed
and compare yourself to all the perfect moms you follow.
You’re not a bad mom because you’re tired or unsure if you’re doing a good job.
From one demented bad mom to another, I’m confident you’re simply the best. So let’s all try to cut ourselves just a little bit of slack today, shall we?
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