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I’ll probably delete this, but seeing one of the Insta mums come out with her story about having suffered postnatal depression and psychosis wound me up a bit this morning. I unfollowed her years ago...
Because I felt quite quickly the unhealthy effect comparing her options to mine was having on me. Her feed always full of positivity, relentless energy - when I had none, when I felt unhappy, when I couldn’t get me and mine dressed and out the house in the morning and
there she was, baby strapped to her at a rally, her hair and make up done beautifully, looking like an ASOS model.
It made me feel really lost. This was not someone I identified with; this was someone holding a mirror up to me and showing me how I was failing.
It made me feel really lost. This was not someone I identified with; this was someone holding a mirror up to me and showing me how I was failing.
I now understand that actually acknowledging those differences and deciding NOT to compare myself with her was the healthiest thing I could have done. But, I am angry, because I think of the damage she has no doubt inflicted on others with her toxic smoke and mirrors
motherhood looks like a breeze for you, and I’m happy you get the chance to put some make up on and you’re keeping up with fashion. Some of us aren’t, and we want to know that your kid picked up some stale Cheerios from the floor earlier and ate it, and you let them.
And that you didn’t get through mummy and me Pilates because your baby - the only one to do this, by the way - didn’t nap, didn’t lie on the floor cooing, playing with its toes - your baby screamed blue murder until you held it, limiting any enjoyment you could get from class
Motherhood is rewarding, sometimes it’s downright wonderful. A lot of the time it is hard, it is lonely, & having someone making out they have it all absolutely pummels you into the ground. Mothers being hard on other mothers, whether overtly or covertly needs to stop.
