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Motherhood can be very insular and isolating. No one thanks you for doing the dishes or ensuring a plentiful supply of clean socks. There’s no day-to-day reassurance that your progeny will not grow up requiring a lifetime of therapy for all the times you yelled at them to stop yelling at you. You constantly worry about your kids – How did that eye get swollen? Is it normal that she hasn’t shown preference for one hand or the other? Is she too big or too small?
It’s no wonder that we turn to social media for reassurance and support –- and yes, sometimes to brag a little — because you don’t always get the praise that you deserve.
So instead of looking at all those updates my friend posts about her amazing feats of motherhood as an attack on my own ineptitude, I should read between the lines and recognize a kindred spirit.
Like me, she’s just another weary mom in search of a little cheerleading.
And maybe on the days I don’t feel like waving my pompoms, well, I just won’t look at Facebook.
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