Why 1000?

Hi. I’m a 34-year old mom. My boy C is 1 1/2 year old and a completely undeserved angel.

I married a hot Danish scientist early this year, and we are finding our feet as a family in sunny California.

Since my boy was born, my meager parenting skills have been constantly criticised by my mother, in whose eyes I can do absolutely no right. Then there are the breastfeeding nazis, the “tips for moms”, the million dos and don’ts in the weekly newsletters that clutter my inbox (because I am a masochist that way.)

It’s driving me crazy to the point that I decided to blog about it.

Yes, it’s that bad.

At first I thought it was too ambitious to call this blog 1000 things… what if I didn’t make it to 200? But between my mom’s feedback, the conflicting advice bombarded at me, and my own insecurities, I now wonder if I shouldn’t have called it 2000 things. Or 5000.

Fellow parents who feel like I do are most welcome to join the fray, vent in the Confession Booth, and to feel better about themselves at my expense.

If, on the other hand, you happen to think I’m doing a shit job of raising my boy, please drop me a line – I’ll need all the help I can get to reach those 1000!

M

P.S.: Several readers have already asked me what I plan to do when I reach 1000 reasons (The jury is still out on whether I feel flattered by the interest or offended at the assumption that I really am such a bad mother.)

Here is the answer: if C and I make it to 1000 reasons alive, I will go on a 3-day bender publish a book, sell the rights for the film, and immediately start blogging on www.thenext1000reasonsimabadmom.com!

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