I recently went to see the “Bad Moms” movie with a bunch of my other mom friends. Just like any other night out without the kids and with a little wine involved, it was a fantastic evening. The movie was a little crass, but absolutely hilarious and hit the pressures of motherhood right on the nose.
And when fellow moms compare 100% of their hot mess (but normal) life to other moms’ 5% of perfection, the results are devastating. Especially since that 5% that we show off to the world is sometimes completely staged, and often exaggerated. The nauseating public displays of affection toward your spouse on Facebook hides the rough patch the two of your are going through. The perfectly staged close-up of the DIY centerpiece that you painstakingly made hides all the rest of the crap all over your kitchen counter. And the “just whipped this up” comment underneath masks the chores that you neglected while DIY’ing all.day.long. But seeing others’ similar perfect posts constantly make us feel like we aren’t doing enough; pressuring us into unnecessarily creating the illusion of a perfect life and a perfect family. We hide our “bad mom” moments behind the illusion of a “good mom”