When I first sat down to read Bad Mommy by Willow Yamauchi, I had no idea what to expect. I knew a little bit about Willow’s philosophy from the recent guest post she wrote for my site, but I wasn’t sure how the book would come together for me. Would it be humorous recounts, matter-of-fact memoirs or a lightly presented parenting manual? It’s been a long time since I sat down to read a book without having a clue what it would be like, but that’s how I felt when I first opened the pages of Bad Mommy. Here’s a brief synopsis of the book:
Women are expected to embrace the beautiful gift of becoming a mommy. Giving birth, nourishing our young – these things are the fulfillment of a life’s ambition. You’ll be spoken of in the same breath as patriotism and apple pie. There you’ll be: on a pedestal, admired, happy. All you have to do is be a good mommy.
Alas, that is a lie. That creature: a figment of our imaginations. The truth is, you will fail. The truth is, we all fail. Bad Mommy celebrates the parenting continuum from Joan Crawford to June Cleaver. Chances are you already know the mistakes you make, but what about everyone else’s?
Wonder no longer; you are not alone. For the first time ever, twenty-two of your comrades will peel back the veil of denial to confess their fears and shame and reveal the dirty little secret – every last one of us is a bad mommy. [Read more...]