Dear Facebook Moms,
I am so glad I’m not you. Don’t get me wrong—I think very highly of all of you, but I am so relieved that the bulk of my parenting was completed before the onset of social media. I don’t think that I could have survived the constant daily scrutiny and cutting comments. Don’t even get me started on the body parts shaming going on—mom body, mom hair, mom jeans. What’s next? Mom elbows? Like we’re all supposed to be so shamed and humiliated by what time, the lack thereof, and childbirth has done to us? “I’d love to meet for drinks after the kids are in bed, but I’m so ashamed of my mom elbows I’d really rather not leave the house.” I’m sure there is a part of us that knows that these criticisms are designed to sell products, Beach body anyone? However, there is another part of us that buys into the shaming. After all, the media has been training us to feel awful about ourselves our whole lives.