When mummy becomes a dirty word

The media it seems are just obsessed with ‘mummy-bagging’ at the moment. ‘Mummy bloggers’ are just opportunistic wenches looking for freebies to mindlessly blog about to a mindless readership. Women of child-bearing age read ‘mummy porn’ described as crap-tastic drivel aimed at the lowest common mum-dominator. And now the ‘mummy mafia’ are camping out at a school gate near you, ready with a whispered and bitchy critique of your drop off ensemble, your child’s behaviour and a stack of party invites without your child’s name on it.

All this ‘mummy’ nonsense is just sexism plain and simple and I’m sick of it. Excuse me while I don my ranty pants. Continue reading

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Judgement days

Since becoming a parent, the thing that annoys and frustrates me the most is judgement from other parents. You know the kind. You make an innocent enough comment about something your child, or you as a parent, is doing/not doing and then comes the onslaught. It can be as little as a face of shock, pity or ‘concern’ or as large as the full-tilt monologue usually starting with ‘what we found/did’ usually ending with the sentiment that their child is a genius and they are a perfect parent.

I wish I was exaggerating. But sadly I’ve come across it a fair few times, despite actively avoiding the type of conversations where this type of caper goes on.

Lately, it’s centred upon Jarvis’s walking – or more accurately, his lack of walking. It’s become more of a topic of conversation now he’s hit the ‘magic’ age of 12 months, and though the enquiries are starting to wear a bit thin most people’s comments don’t really offend me and are merely conversational.

However, there is a small segment of people that seem to think it’s a huge concern and take every opportunity to go on and on about it. Questioning what I do with him to ‘support walking’ while relaying tales of how their child was up an walking by 10 months with a self-congratulatory tone, like their skills as a parent had anything to do with it.

My new response to this is to smile and nod, while picturing stapling things to their heads. Continue reading