Some dipshit at the culture war craphole, Acculturated was obviously dropped–probably glamorously and with flair–on her head repeatedly as a child because she apparently doesn’t know that Michelle Obama is a mother.
But beyond that, this vomit pile composed of words, is a rumination on how Ivanka Trump and Kate Middleton are marvipoo because they’ve made motherhood “glamorous again.” Leaving aside the fact that both women are fabulously wealthy and privileged and have an army of servants to help them, the idea that mothers should aspire to glamour is downright offensive.
"Michelle Obama was frequently shown gorgeously-attired with her two daughters. Was she not…" — Bethany Spencer https://t.co/eL2EsAy3VG
— bspencer (@vacuumslayer) January 25, 2017
I became a mother at 38. (And –it’s fair to mention–I am terrifically privileged in some ways.) I’ve got a five-year-old son now and I’m no spring chicken. If I were younger this gig would be easier for me in some ways, so take that into account. But listen. Being a parent is not glamorous. Much of the job is boring, repetitive drudgery. As a stay-at-home mom/artist/shitblogger, I spend my days shopping, getting my son to and from school, planning meals, cooking meals, keeping track of a thousand nitnoid details you have to keep track of when you run a home and have a kid…and cleaning. I’m cleaning ALL THE TIME. The house is never as clean as I’d like I’m CLEANING ALL THE TIME. I’m also my son’s primary caregiver.
My son is the great joy of my life. He’s incredibly sweet, he’s smart, and he’s constantly got me in stitches saying the bonkers things that all kids are wont to say, and I think (because Mom, duh) he’s the cutest thing on the planet.
Today my son asked me if Donald Trump liked white people or black people better. Because I told him I don’t think Donald Trump likes anyone very much he immediately said “Donald Trump is like Springtrap. Springtrap isn’t very nice.” See? He’s hilarious. But he is also a constant motion-sound machine. He does not do things like sit down and quietly play with Legos. He always has to be in to something, DOING something. He is rarely quiet, rarely still. I ADORE this child. But being his primary caregiver can be mentally and physically exhausting. Especially when I have some minor back problems, chronic sinus/allergy problems (that sometimes make me miserable) and mild-to-moderate depression and anxiety. I have literally not slept past 7:30 in 5 years. So forgive me if I think that aspiring to be glamorous while parenting is the silliest shit I’ve heard.
I’m gonna keep parenting the way I parent–laughing with and loving my son, helping him with his homework, reading him books, cooking him great meals that he won’t eat, looking great some days, looking like shit others–and if the morons at Acculturated don’t like it, I’m soooo good with that.