Here is a very popular blog about mothers and it has thousands upon thousands of readers.
I ask myself WHY?
After doing a lot of research on this blog I wonder… is it popular, because misery does loves company?
Don’t get me wrong, Jill does a lot of good with her blog and has some very funny post.
Here is what Dr. Drew says about the site…
She has an area of her blog for confessions. Let me tell you it can be rather entertaining or scary.
Some lady just confessed to cheating; another is getting upset with her 5 month old for not taking a nap. Yet, another is trying to have a miscarriage, because her husband doesn’t want the baby. Still another hides in the bathroom and another wished she had married for money not love.
The confessions go on and on. Many of these women sound like they should never have had children, let alone even gotten married.
Is this how we Modern Day Parent?
Get together and bitch about our lives and how terrible motherhood is.
· The mess the kids are making. (As the author of this post says, ‘at the end it is the memories that really count, and so true.’)
· How tired we are.
· The poop we have to clean up.
When my middle daughter was born, she was very small, only 4 lbs and 2 oz. (No she was not premature.)
The doctor had told me to feed her every 2 hours, so we could put some weight on her.
I did this, but I could never get her to eat more than 2 to 4 oz’s at a time, even when she was 6 months old.
I took her too many different doctors and all they would tell me is that her digestive system was immature; because of how small she was when born.
She would cry a lot and didn’t want me to hold her. The only way I was able to soothe her crying was by putting her in a stroller and pushing it back and forth.
Her father and I use to take turns sleeping some nights, because she would cry so much. I learned to sleep and cook with her in the stroller. I could push that thing back and forth in my sleep.
At 10 months she got sick and was vomiting and had diarrhea. She went from 18 lb to 13lb in less than 24 hours. Yes, she was put in the hospital for 8 days and they still said it was her digest system. She would grow out of it.
Some days I just cried with her, other days I tried everything I could do to make her happy.
She learned to walk at a year carrying a bowl, because we never knew when she would have to vomit. (It was pretty cute seeing this little bitty baby carrying around a bowl and she knew how to use it, Bless her heart).
And the diarrhea, I sure wished they would have made diapers with elastic in the legs back then. There were red or green spots all over the carpet from a leaky diaper. (Most of the time I was only feeding her jello water, because that is what the doctor had told me to do.
When she was 1 ½ years old my sister read an article about food allergies. I called an allergy doctor for children and got her in right away. (It helped, because when I was on the phone she was crying and when they said it would be a few weeks before they could get her in, I started to cry.)
The end result was she had food allergies. Milk and dairy were the worst. I could not believe the difference in my baby once she was eating and drinking the right foods. She was happy and slept.
The reason that I am telling my story is it just amazes me the way these modern day parents talk about the trials of parenthood. They are so lucky to have healthy happy babies and kids. (I was so relieved that what was wrong with my daughter was easy to fix, even though it was very hard to cook for her.
(Lot of rice; and reading food labels was a pain.)
Many parents go through healthy issues with their kids, be happy that you have healthy normal kids that know how to be kids.
I just checked in on the confessions again.
Now a mother is saying, ‘she is happiest when someone else has her kids.’ Another quite her job 8 months again to stay home and now she wished she still had her job. Yet, another is still in the clothes she wore to bed and isn’t going to change for the day.
With these kinds of attitudes and feeding off of each other know body is going to come out happy. I ask…
‘Why would you keep reading all of this and posting confession?’
Do these mothers need too, ‘get there shit together, stop feeling sorry for themselves since they are the ones that decided to have these babies?
What is really scary to me is that it looks like most of these mothers live here in the USA, so I have to ask myself…
“Are these mothers raising the next generation of serial killers or are they themselves going to resort to violence some day?”
All kids want is …
1. To be loved and appreciate their innocents.
2. Answer there simple little innocent question.
3. They want us to guide them and teach them that mistakes are just learning experience.
4. They don’t want to be spoiled, but they do know how to test us.
5. They want us to be firm, so they will feel secure.
6. They want us to understand their fears and let them know it is OK.
7. They don’t need all those things, they want our time and understanding.
Ladies is it time you clean up your act, and realize life isn’t about you anymore?
Is it about a new generation that deserves what your parents gave you?
üLove and understanding.
üYour wisdom and teaching them moral values.
Is there any chance ladies that you can go take a shower, wash the poop and vomit off yourselves and put on some decent clothes?
You may be surprised how much better you feel about your kids and yourself.
In this post, “Dear Judgy Mothers on My Website…” Jill expresses
“There are thousands of websites where you can read beautiful and poignant posts about that love day after day after day. Occasionally, you can even find them here. But more often that not? We need to vent about the other stuff. The not so beautiful parts of motherhood.”
So what is your take on this?
üDoes it make us better mothers when we can vent and read about the negative parts of motherhood?
üAnd modern day parenting and how child birth can mess up our body parts forever?
üOr are we better off reading positive articles about parenting?
I do believe that some humor has to be added to parenting to keep our sanity at times.
To me motherhood is an honor and very rewarding part of life.
But Hey, That’s me, what is your take on this?