Lynn Hudoba: You Can’t Spell Mommy Wars Without Mommy
The only people responsible for perpetuating “The Mommy Wars” are mommies themselves.
I’m sure by now that most of you have seen Time magazine’s latest cover story, with its provocative photo of a nubile young MILF breastfeeding her nearly 4-year-old son alongside the headline, “Are You Mom Enough?” The photo and accompanying article have bloggers and pundits everywhere lamenting over this re-ignition of The Mommy Wars, in which mommies are pitted against one another based on differing parenting philosophies, breastfeeding habits, working versus staying at home, etc.
But in my experience, the only people responsible for perpetuating The Mommy Wars are mommies, themselves. One of the singularly most miserable experiences of my life was when I decided to join a new mothers’ group shortly after my daughter was born.
I was living in California at the time and didn’t know many people. I felt that I could really use some new mom friends with whom I could swap stories, exchange helpful tips and get support from when things weren’t going as they should. Which was often. I mistakenly assumed that I wouldn’t need to have any more in common with these women than our shared role as vessel for human life to forge friendships that would last for years to come.
I joined the group when my daughter was just 3 months old, but already the competition was fierce: baby gear, milestone tracking, sleep habits, physical size, birth stories, how up-to-date your scrapbook was. There was nothing related to your child that wasn’t fodder for one-upmanship.
My daughter was still more than a year away from an autism diagnosis, but somehow we were already behind the curve. At the first meeting I attended, the mothers were competing over whose babies were rolling over, sitting up, clapping or cutting teeth. After a few months, all of the children were in some stage of mobility, with some of the earliest walkers starting at just 10 months old. As my daughter approached 1 year old, she wasn’t even crawling and the other kids were already running one-legged sack races.
Besides developmental milestones, the sheer physical size of your child was another popular basis for competition. Those height/weight/head circumference percentiles given by pediatricians at wellness checks were rattled off with scary ease. While most developmental anomalies are to be feared and shunned, gigantism is apparently the one major exception.
I’ll never understand why everyone wants to believe that their babies are off-the-charts ginormous. It doesn’t matter if you have to roll up a yard of denim at the bottom of those overalls, so long as you can lay claim to a six month old that is wearing a 4T. Also? Infant car seats are for pussies. As soon as their toes are within an inch of the edge of the infant car seat, you must loudly proclaim that they have outgrown it and get yourself one of those Barcalounger-sized car seats made for kids up to 60 pounds.
But by far the most prestigious event in the New Mother Olympics is Competitive Breastfeeding. Those who were still doing it might as well have been wearing mother’s group badges of honor across their hugely engorged chests. If your baby showed signs of wanting to ingest something in addition to breast milk, they advanced directly to sirloin steak because baby food was for wienies too.
I didn’t have much luck with breastfeeding, and was already approaching the end of the line after a few months. This drew pitiful looks from the rest of the group and recommendations for fennel tea. Even before my daughter started falling behind on her milestones, I was already setting us up for failure in the eyes of this group. We were turning out to be quite the pair. My daughter and I, that is; my boobs, not so much.
When it got to the point that the other kids were solving differential equations and their mothers were discussing the relative merits of the area preschools while my daughter still couldn’t right herself from lying on her back as she writhed around helplessly like an engorged tick, I decided that I’d had enough.
All this group had succeeded in doing was to put an even brighter spotlight on our shortcomings and make me feel even worse about them. No one was truly interested in being friends or providing a support system. All this group provided was a wider audience to ooh and aah over their child’s every accomplishment. And I was sick of always being the ooh-er and never the ooh-ee.
It wasn’t long afterwards that I realized my daughter wasn’t missing milestones just to make me look bad. Once she was diagnosed with autism, I was introduced to a whole host of new parenting challenges. But one of the big pluses of special needs parenting was being able to recuse myself from the competition that is parenting a “typical” child. For special needs parents to engage in similar competition would be ridiculously futile and degrading. And in learning that lesson maybe for once it’s me that’s a step ahead of the rest.
Jim W
7:42 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
I'm pissed that you've excluded me from your mommy wars on the sole basis of gender. SEXIST!!
Lynn Hudoba
7:55 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Is there such a thing as Daddy Wars? If so, could you post about it? And photoshop me a Time magazine parody?
prairiemoon
8:26 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Ummm...Jim...mothers are female. Men are excluded because they are not female. Got it?
Jim W
11:44 am on Tuesday, May 22, 2012
@Lynn, No, Daddies just sort of live and let live. Least riveting article ever. . . "How Daddies Don't Care What Other Daddies Do At All"
@prairiemoon, nope. . . not following. . . break it down for me, princess.
Susan Carroll
7:42 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
I lived in Wheaton when I had my first, which is only marginally better than California. At the playground, I heard women using their kids to pummel other women into submission. "Oh, Clayton isn't WALKING yet? My Clairborne was walking at 3 1/2 months*." Luckily, I had just read that the age at which a kid starts walking has NOTHING TO DO with anything, or I would have felt inferior, too. The mean mom just had the right combination of "tsk tsk" and pity in her voice. And for what? To claim some sort of dominance? She probably used the same voice when a girl came to school in something other than an Izod sweater in high school.
*It wasn't 3 1/2 months. But you get the idea.
Lynn Hudoba
7:58 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
In my case, the delayed walking did indicate something but I wouldn't know it for a while. I'm such a sicko that I still get bitter when I see those tinies that are walking at 9 or 10 months. They look like those freaky dancing babies to me. Is it wrong that I'm glad you had the same experience as me? I think people think that it was just me being hyper-sensitive because my child was so delayed. But honestly, they were that awful.
Dave
7:57 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
"nubile young MILF" printing this line shows what a low-class opinion of women Lynn Hudoba has...Mothers I'd Love to F*** is NO way to talk about any woman if you have any class or respect at all...how disgusting!
Tony Cesare
10:13 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
It's called 'satire', not to be taken literally. Look into it.
NancyC
1:55 pm on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Wow, I agree with you Dave. I had no idea what MILF meant - I thought it meant some millennial generational do-dah. Sick.
Pat Ryan
2:14 pm on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Internet White Knight Spotted!!
DS
8:03 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
I don't fit in w/the other moms and Im glad! I teach my son kindness, and self confidence, I don't use him to make others feel bad (he is reading at a 6th grade level and is 5yrs old) no need to discuss it at the park!..so tired of all the one-upping snobs...get a clue, spend more time nurturing and loving your kids, and stop using them for a status boost with people who really don't matter!
Jen
8:05 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
I lucked out with the first mommy group we joined. Our kids really were all over the place, developmentally. K was actually an early walker, yet spoke not one word of babble, yet the most talkative kid in our group didn't walk til she was 14 mo. Of course, talking seems to be more impressive than walking, but at least K had the walking going for her. She peaked early, though...she was last to jump and ride a trike and all the rest. Those first mom friends were good, though...never bragged or looked down on you for what your kid was or wasn't doing, or how long you nursed, etc. Frankly, I boobed my kid for 2 yrs, and it didn't put us on the fast track to Harvard.
The second group I joined, when we moved back North...Jesus. Horrible. Talk about competition right out the birth canal. I left that group, but I still hear of posts about all the genius kids, or how this one should skip kindergarten, or shit like that. Really? There was one mom who had her kid memorize the names of composers, then put a damn video on youtube of him identifying songs. I mean, people have time for that? To train their kid just so they can youtube him and go brag? That is not something to which I can relate...
I admit, I do sometimes like egging people on, just bc normie parents annoy the crap out of me. If they want their mommy wars, I will surely oblige. Although, autism parents aren't any better, with their diets and claims of what you need to do...can't win wherever you go.
Lynn Hudoba
11:52 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
"She peaked early". You are killing me. Poor K...it was all downhill after she hit 10 mos.
DS
8:08 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Oh and breast feeding an almost 4 year old is weird. And DAVE, I don't think this nutcase on the cover of time would mind being called a MILF, I'm sure that's what she expected by doing the cover. You don't go on the cover of time wearing skinny jeans, and a form fitting top to breast feed your almost 4 year old and expect not to attract that kind of attention. She's a wack job, and I feel bad for her kid...imagine him at 16 and being known as the kid w/the crazy mom on time mag! Poor kid...
Ericka Labedz
8:46 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
And you're not judgmental or enjoy making anyone feel bad, do you?! Knock it off!
Colleen
8:32 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
I hear you Lynn!! Although Drew has an Autism diagnosis he mostly kept up on the "big" milestones. It was at about 2 yrs old when he wouldn't play anywhere near the other kids that was commented on. My second was the late to talk baby. Thankfully by the time Camryn came along she was so prickly and I couldn't hear their nasty comments over her blood curdling screams. I hope they at least left with headaches. =D
Flannery
8:43 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
My kid can disassemble a grocery store display of canned peaches faster than your kid! Oh, sorry...I thought this was a Special Needs Mommy Wars thread. My bad.
Jacquie
8:44 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
LMFAO at the putz above. THAT"S what he takes away from the article? hahahahah
David
9:26 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Totally agree with you Lynn. Being a female is tough at the best of times. Being a male teacher it took me fours years to understand how delicate being a female is in everyday life. Seeing (some) moms roll around school reinforces your above points. Our daughter was diagnosed at age two so we obviously withdrew from that frivolous bullsh*+. Dave you totally missed the point buddy.
Dave
10:22 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
@ Tony Cesare, lack of class is NOT satirical...look into THAT...
Tony Cesare
10:37 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Oh c'mon, lighten up! That photo is screaming MILF-I bought 10 copies myself..
Pat Ryan
2:21 pm on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
How does a class act like you know what that filthy, offensive acronym means?
Vegasdog.
11:29 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
I'm paraphrasing Jimmy Fallon from the other night....
"That kid is going to hate middle school"
"Someday Norman's going to be running a hotel with his Skeleton mother"
"He's always going to be compared to the wierd kid on Game of Thrones"
Matthew Hendrickson
11:54 am on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Nice choice on the photo!
Jenn Peek Wylie
12:48 pm on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
What I am trying to take out of this whole ridiculous brouhaha is that I have no more right to judge that young mother than she has to judge me for my very laissez-faire approach to parenting. We each find our own way. Judge not, lest ye be judged. I know, it's no fun then.
Jeni Golomb
12:52 pm on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
I'm sad for you that you didn't like your new moms group, because I loved mine. It was a tremendous source of strength and camaraderie when I was a new mom and we stayed together through the birth of our 2nd babies as well. I'm still friends with the ladies 6 years later, 1 of which is one of my BFFs. I think we were all very supportive and nice, not uberly competitive. I think it is a misnomer to say all moms are competitive.
Which is not to say we didn't talk about milestones, because we did. But I did not view it as a competition. I viewed it as a way to make sure I knew what was supposed to be going on and what to prepare for next. For example, I didn't even realize I could give my baby solid table food at 8 mos old until I saw a mom in my mom's group doing it. I tried it and lo and hold, my baby could pick up food with his fingers and feed himself. I would never have known that without the moms group.
I think, perhaps, it is the moms who view it as a competition that have a problem and not that all moms are trying to be competitive. Rolling off your kid's stats does not mean you are competitive. Feeling like your kid doesn't measure up means that YOU are the competitive one.
Lynn Hudoba
1:51 pm on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
"I'm sad for you that you didn't like your new moms group, because I loved mine." Thanks for making my point Jeni!
Ashley
8:48 pm on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
I don't know where my other comment went. But what I was trying to say was that this comment supports the point of the whole article. It comes across as a hint of polite support but is really thinly-veiled disdain. "Feeling like your kid doesn't measure up means that YOU are the competitive one." Is that the kind of warm fuzzies handed out at that awesome mommies group? That would make someone who is already feeling insecure feel even more stupid. I just wish it could be true unconditional support. Cease fire in the mommy wars!! :-)
Lisa
3:58 pm on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
I also had good experiences with various new mother groups, such as LaLeche meetings/support groups and even Gymboree. I'm still friends with many of the moms we met. Actually the very best of people! And, I'm still nursing my 4 year old child and it's NOT weird! It is the norm in the rest of the world. If you think it's weird then you have a problem. Read about Attachment Parenting!
Susan Atkinson
6:12 pm on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
I had read an article when my first baby was just a few weeks old that said that "crawling" was the hardest thing for a child to learn and that the longer they crawled the better "readers' they would be. I just tucked that little tidbit into the back of my brain and when all 3 of my kids did not walk until 15 months I was not freaked out and YES all 3 read in kindergarden and to this day love to read. Oh and the one who crawled funny we called her "AMTRACK" yes she was a great gymnast!!!
Jennie
10:39 pm on Tuesday, May 15, 2012
How I wish we had been in the same moms group before you moved away. Can I miss you even though we've never met? Wesley didn't walk until almost 18 months, and I nearly lost it at toddlers who would call him a "baby" even though he was older than them. I joined a mommy and me class and left after 2 sessions because it was so obvious Wesley wasn't anywhere near the other kids developmentally. Now, of course I know why.
Lynn Hudoba
8:48 am on Wednesday, May 16, 2012
I soooo wish I had known you when I was out there...although I guess our kids are too far apart in age for us to have come across each other via a new moms group. My group was the Willow Glen chapter of Las Madres. Oof. It hurts to even type that. Mine didn't walk til 22 months. Seems silly now, but at the time I thought I would lose.my.mind. I wish I knew then all the cool moms I know now!
Tracy Stourac
10:40 am on Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Oh Lynn your column as always has made my day....I love reading it and ALL the responses! I am the mother of a kid who read very well at age 3 (imagine being able to brag about that in a play group IF I had wanted to) who is now 24 and what I do brag about is the fact that he is a loving caring individual that gives back to his community...because that is what he learned from his parents is important in life!!! Lighten up people....teach your children to laugh and love and care about people and the world and not so much about themselves and their own accomplishments. As the mother of 4 beautiful children who I LIKE as much as I LOVE, I will tell you this is what is REALLY important!!!
David Hoffman
10:14 pm on Tuesday, June 12, 2012
I get such a confused look on my face when 'baby milestones' come up. I'm sure Dude had them (at least the ones he's doing now) I know they were 'delayed', I also know that I took notice of them when they happened, if nothing else, as indicators of his condition. But beyond that, they held no interest for me, and I can only vaguely recall the timing of them. I do know that at 4 years old he could name every state and state capitol you pointed to on a blank map, and I can tell you that 14 years later he has no more idea that they're indications of real places than he did then. I couldn't tell you when he started talking, but I can say that he hasn't stopped since. And I can say that these 'milestones' held no more interest for me then than they do to him now. I've been the primary parent to my child for almost 18 years now, and while I'm certain that the Mommy Wars exist, and they still go on today.... Dude and I are Switzerland, and that's good enough for us.