Conceit

Things are rough out there. Times are tough. But what bothers me is that in the midst of all this economic woefulness, there are all these perky blogs written by perky moms about topics they feel entitled to own. Like changing diapers, or cooking a popover or their wonderful husbands. I find the whole rosy picture a big, fat sham. And the moo cow raving commentors are even more annoying. I feel like I'm back in high school with the popular girls-note that most of these bloggers have 'cool' looking photos of themselves, because, well, a fat girl in dumpy clothes just wouldn't do- not for the Huffington Post anyway.

And just for the record I'm no slouch, but I don't sit there talking it up and down about my perfect giggling girl- of course disguised as the embarassingly loud whinner- when we all know, there are people out there with children who are autistic or Downs or simply impoverished. Just keep up the facade and hope it never touches you. Oh and once again, for the record, my child is bright, good looking too, but isn't there just a bit more to life then staring at your child's imperfectly gorgeous navel?