I recently read an article by a well-known author and TV personality. She has a deep and wide public platform, and she has five kids.
In this article she preaches about ditching manufactured mommy guilt because stress steals joy, and truly, you are doing enough for your children. You are.
I appreciated her message. But not her execution.
For she opens the article by shaming a fellow mom as follows:
“I’m about to tell you the truth: parenting has become very precious in our generation.
This very morning, a mom posted how on her son’s birthday, she assembles a comprehensive “time capsule” including items, photos, and products related to that particular year, stores it in a set of antique trunks, and plans to present them all to him on his 18th birthday as a tribute to his entire life.
I wrote an essay for Mamalode that defends this mom and all of the moms who love to take photos, or journal about their babies, or even (gasp) make a photo book!
I hope you check it out, and I hope you leave a comment over at Mamalode if you have anything add.
Thank you, as always, my friends.