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Bad Mom (My) Litany: Spanking Cultural Myths of Middle-Class Motherhood
Bad Mom (My) Litany: Spanking Cultural Myths of Middle-Class Motherhood
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Cultural Studies ↔ Critical Methodologies
Sandra L. Faulkner1
Abstract
Through personal narrative, the author shows the experience of new motherhood by juxtaposing a social science relationship
researcher role with middle-class cultural expectations of mothers. Autoethnographic scenes of the exhaustion of juggling
expanding roles and cultural advice about what being a good mommy means with anxiety about being a bad mother help
the author question (spank) entrenched mommy myths. The author uses poetic inquiry and personal narrative as forms
to acknowledge, examine, and potentially alter the complex reality that although a mom might like and love her child, she
might be anxious and abhor the prescribed role of being mommy.
Keywords
attachment, autoethnography, motherhood, personal narrative, postpartum anxiety, role adjustment
My super power means I use this quote and my poem as a prequel to the piece
even lactation consultants that follows and hear Patty Sotirin’s (2010) call for radical
are not safe from the arch of spray, subjectivity in mother writing.
pure power, pure stubborn,
no bonding here 1
Bowling Green State University, OH, USA
you contested and I persisted
Corresponding Author:
like daughter like mother Sandra L. Faulkner, Department of Communication, Bowling Green State
give away the parent manuals University, 302 West Hall, Bowling Green, OH 43403, USA.
offer no cloak of citations. Email: sandraf@bgsu.edu
The point is not to engage in radical specificity for its own sake “mommy” means everything. The role is the person; instead
but for what such a practice enables us to do: as a way of of overlapping Venn circles, the middle-class mommy must
reading our own experiences and as readers of autoethnographic overschedule her child into a moneyed genius. She must
writing, radical specificity opens unfamiliar connections and rope herself to the child to be an (over)involved parent, a
relations that move both beyond and against the familiar
good mother (Hays, 1996).
storylines, emotional verities, and the all-too-recognizable
The trouble is we can’t let go, can’t unattach ourselves
critiques of cultural-political constraints that characterize
personal narratives in both popular and academic writing. from these mommy myths of intensive parenting (Baxter,
(para. 31) Scharp, Asbury, Jannusch, & Norwood, 2012; Cooley &
Stone, 2009). Dr. William Sears, a pediatrician and the king
I use poetic inquiry and personal narrative as a social of attachment parenting, may mean well (Sears & Sears,
scientist to contend with dominant discourses about moth- 2001). If you do an academic premier search, attachment
ering, being mother and the concomitant evaluations by theory holds cache in the academy—5,322 articles and
acknowledging, examining, and altering the complex real- growing. The idea is this: the kind of attachment one has
ity that although a mom might love her child, she might hate with a caregiver as an infant determines cognitive models of
the role of being mommy. I consider the personal writing the self and others, how we feel about ourselves and what
here to be more taboo than investigative writing because of we expect others to be like in interaction.1 What this looks
the refusal to engage the mind/body split. A narrative poetic like: A mom binds a child to her with some type of sling,
inquiry, in particular, is a form uniquely situated to re-pres- piece of cloth, or baby carrier 24/7, a womb outside of the
ent such liminal space. womb. Co-sleeping and breast-feeding are the gold rope. So
if you care about the moral and sexual and social develop-
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ment of your child, if you want a child that plays well with
others and can cry with them at the right pitch at the precise
Bad Mom(my) Litany right moment, if you want a child who will not pull a gun on
I do not like being a mommy. classmates, you better hitch your bulging womb to the
I like my child. attachment bus, because as the API (Attached Parenting
International; 2013) website claims, “It eliminates violence
These two sentences are not supposed to coexist, at least as a means for raising children, and ultimately helps to pre-
not within all of the well-intentioned unsolicited cliché vent violence in society as a whole.”
advice one receives when she has a small child. Cherish Because I did not pump breast milk for Mimi until she
every moment; they grow up too fast; enjoy the best role of was 6 weeks old, I was tethered to her from nipples to
your life. In my kid’s first year, I wished it would all go too mouth around the clock. This attachment chafed in the
fast, be a blurry action shot photo as I passed pink moun- August heat as I feed Mimi in public bathroom stalls, on
tains in a speedy stroller that would land me in a country of park benches, downstairs, upstairs, on the couch, around the
hot lattes and giant bottles of Excedrin. That first year block, and in the bank manager’s office while signing mort-
moved at a pace that pinched every little nerve. Was it the gage refinance papers. At least the banker didn’t flinch
battle of my overactive letdown breasts versus the defiant when I signed my name on multiple paper copies as Mimi
nurser? The bite of attachment parenting and advice books? slurped a snack at the table. I couldn’t even go to the bath-
I read them with clenched knuckles and bloodied nipples room alone to be off duty. I now “out” myself as an attach-
until I found a small portion of my brain that had not been ment curmudgeon, and thereby reduce my prospects of
bored through by the baby-brain worm and burned them in publishing in top relationship journals for the blasphemy
a goodwill pile. Or I would have burned them had I found a that follows: You could correlate attachment with anything
match in the baby proofed, I mean adult-proofed, old church and find significant results, like how long it takes to throw
I live in with the kid and my spouse. away the baby manuals. Attachment and lagging sexual
The secret I couldn’t speak during Mimi’s infancy is desire. Attachment and spousal satisfaction and role adjust-
how strange, odd, and queer I felt—not a good mother ment. Attachment with a side of old eggs. Perhaps I’m
because of my will to skip over the difficult part (which really an ambivalently attached mommy. Securely attached
almost 4 years in, I understand to mean all of it). My individuals don’t need to feel anxious about all of the ways
thoughts about infants as gaping holes of un-full-fillable they are harming their child. Securely attached individuals
need were not even as bad as my refusal to list mom first feel good because their child fits into every normal curve of
and last in the string of important identities. I could have every chart that some nurse photocopies and writes the all-
been the “bisexual mom,” but I wasn’t sure what that meant important numbers in predetermined blanks. I curse the nor-
except a refusal to dream the dream of being Mommy as the mal curve of the whatever-chart because my child (and thus,
heterosexist feminine fulfillment of a good breeder (Elia, this mom) always falls too many standard deviations away
2003). I hate being a breeder. In middle-class circles, being from the mean.
At a relationship conference 4 months before I became Beginning at approximately age 3 months, WHO curves show
pregnant, some colleague friends and I played a game dur- a slower rate of weight gain than the CDC charts, both in
ing paper presentations we called Attachment plus Every weight for age and weight for length. Because WHO curves are
Relationship Process. “Hey Faulkner, what about attach- derived from infants who breastfeed through 12 months,
infants who are still breastfeeding at approximately age 3
ment and . . . ” Pam or Jessica or Caroline whispered during
months are more likely to maintain their percentages on the
plenary sessions. Every other paper used attachment theory,
WHO growth charts but to decrease in percentages on the CDC
the conference program inked with title after title of porn- charts. (Grummer-Strawn, Reinold, & Krebs, 2010, p. 7)
like theorizing, Attachment and xxx, Attachment styles pre-
dict xxx, Attachment and the relationship to xxx. I can’t get However, my relationship researcher credentials could
away from attachment, even in my personal life. And if not trump Mimi’s pediatrician and his interpretation of
70% of children have secure attachment, why care? But I growth charts, especially because I’m a PhD who uses
am characteristic of the target of this craze: overeducated, poetry and personal narrative, what some call “poetic
old(er), liberal, breast-feeding is best, stubborn, White inquiry,” to analyze and represent how we embody our rela-
woman. Besides, the API website (2013) instructs us about tionships (Faulkner, 2009). The idea that we need more
how natural it is, how instinctual it is, and how ancestral it poetry and attention to how language + form (choose from
is. But I find strapping the kid to me while eating, sleeping, the following): Writes/paints/evokes/lambasts/shakes-up
writing, and going potty is unnatural, the baby wearing/co- our cultural expectations of motherhood make my feelings
sleeping/no-yelling mom just another role, a professional and emotions like the broken crayons in the coloring bucket.
problem for a relationship researcher to deconstruct. Professionally and personally, I do not color a pretty picture
I can’t shake the diagnosis we received when the kid was of the good mother.
1 year old.
“Are you producing enough milk? How much does she Mom, if you blink too much,
eat in a day?” The pediatrician’s questions about whether we your eyeball will fall out. (Mimi, age 3)
feed our small—off the weight and height chart in the nega-
tive direction—girl, coupled with the diagnosis failure to “They grow up so fast, don’t they? Take time to enjoy!”
thrive written on a script for a cystic fibrosis test at Toledo said the 60ish man with the mean-well avuncular smile. I
Children’s Hospital, prove that I’m a bad mother. Failure to get these drive-by comments when strolling around Bowling
thrive tattooed on my inadequate mommy card. I said no to Green with the kid. Sometimes from a perky woman with
the cystic fibrosis sweat test and lost. I argued with my coiffed hair, perhaps a small well-groomed dog attached
spouse that our kid’s head circumference percentages com- with an untangled leash to her painted nails. Never do
paring her with other children went up like an arrow from women carrying, dragging, or coaxing (okay, begging)
35% to 42% to 69% at 12 months. She was growing. She small children across the sidewalk fling these comments or
was smart. She met all of the cognitive milestones. Good questions at me. They are all too busy trying to not lose their
Lord, her third word was octopus. If I must write the (shame- shit under the impossible weight of mommy expectations.
ful) height and weight ratios in something other than a baby I imagine my mouth drops open from shock, as I know
book, in which I won’t ever find time to record, fine. Here: my thoughts are all anti-social—Obviously, you have not
been around infants anytime in this decade or you would be
Fourth visit/6 months: Height 24.75 in; Weight 12 #; buying me a cup of coffee at Grounds for Thought and
weight/height ratio .57% offering to cook dinner, perhaps even cleaning my toilet
Fifth visit/9 months: Height 27 in; Weight 13#13 oz; while I nap with your generous gift of noise-cancelling
weight/height ratio .06% headphones to drown out the cries for my soul. “Right, I’m
Sixth visit/12 months: Height 28 in; Weight 15#2 oz; enjoying her,” I say instead, because even my feminist rage
weight/height ratio .15% is muted by exhaustion from the chafing of what this whole
Seventh visit/15 months: Height 29 in; Weight 15#14 oz; “mommy” role means.
weight/height ratio ____ I am so busy trying not to be a mommy that I feel like the
outlier when I must interact with others as mother. All those
What I did not know then is that the push to breast-feed joyous Facebook posts about loving mommy-hood, how
has not translated into an understanding of healthy, “nor- fantastic it is to see wonder child smile for the first time,
mally” growing breast-fed infants. A report from the Centers making proud proclamations about a child’s “report card” at
for Disease Control (CDC) urges clinicians to recognize the well child visits—ABC is in the 90th growth percentile!
that breast-fed babies gain weight initially but then the The subtext I read in these posts: We are the best parents
weight gain trickles. Hum, this seems like my chart above? with the best children. Out of guilt, I probably have posted
The use of the World Health Organization (WHO) versus similar stuff about how Mimi is the culmination of our mid-
CDC charts matter. dle-class ambitions for the smart child—the kid just said
octopus! I don’t go back and check now, just in case. It will No, no, No, do not pant.
be hard to enough to explain how we don’t know the exact Drink that espresso, man.
dates of some milestones (first tooth? first word?). When
the kid was a few weeks old, a former colleague who had If you must answer that question about your mind
the biography behind your paper, the argument in the last part
adopted two children sent me a Facebook message with the
Repeat: “but I am no star mother”
subject line—Don’t you just love being a mommy?
(No.No.No.) I try to explain that I like my child, though. as you curl your fingers by the podium mums
And these questions kept coming, even after the infant yellowed from the incandescent lights, you can’t
stage. Because you must expand the self to include the capi- ignore the conference attendees’ espresso mad,
tal role M(om), embrace motherhood as natural desired des- say, “I don’t want to be your mommy.”
tiny. The action of mothering free of gendered expectations
is a more preferable position (Cooley & Stone, 2009). The public dialogue contrasted with the private support.
Motherhood (noun)—mothering (verb) = Don’t you just I kept notes that were emailed to me—mothers never pub-
adore being a mother? I want to be like the poets Nicole licly told me their hatred of the infant stage, never spoke in
Cooley and Julia Kasdorf and use my writing to interrogate person about the unbearable exhaustion, the feelings of
compartmentalized totalizing models of motherhood, intel- inadequacy, the difficulty of breast-feeding, juggling a part-
lect and activism to demonstrate they are still predicated on ner’s needs with an infant’s needs and forgetting what the
a mind/body split (Cooley & Kasdorf, 2008). “Perhaps the (mom) self needs.
split between domestic and professional is a utopian fiction, “How are you? How is the little one?” These are typical
a dream of purity as false and ultimately impossible to sus- questions as I walked down the university hall in my office
tain as the split between the body and mind, and becoming building toward my work mailbox.
a mother has driven that fact home” (Cooley & Kasdorf, “Fine, fine.”
2008, p. 209). This was demonstrated at another confer-
ence, this time when Mimi and I were entrenched in tod-
dlerhood. I presented a paper on poetry about motherhood Versus
(Faulkner & Nicole, in press). Even in the previously safe The collage of support I composed from emails female
space of my academic world, I couldn’t escape the expecta- office staff and female colleagues with small children sent
tions of being totally mommy. During the question and me privately, after I complained about the hourly feedings
answer session, there were no questions about my articulate that made me feel like a bartender who is in constant
analysis of the dialectical tensions between poetry and demand for service.
mothering, between a poet’s artistic process and the idea of
motherhood. Missing the point of Leah Souffrant’s (2009) I hear from Josh you are a regular dairy bar right now . . . :(
observation that “A mother’s love can—indeed must—
coexist with representations of violence, indifference, You need a BG (Bowling Green) soul sister with a newborn.
ambivalence” (p. 28), a male in the audience asked, “How The infant stage is virtually NO fun in my view . . . so I share
does your motherhood influence your writing? How does your thoughts, views and general exhaustion on the matter.
being a mom affect this work?” None of your business, I
If you can get past this little challenge, it does get better.
should have said, but I wrote this poem in response.
And while good colleagues like (Male 1) or (Male 2) can
How to potty train when presenting a manuscript on maternal
poetry
also offer support, it’s not the same . . .
I fed him about every hour on the hour for 2-3 days. He would
Drink a cold espresso after the coffee line maul.
take a 3-hour break from about midnight till 3 a.m. and then go
Catch the conference plane with a wet crotch in your pants.
back at it again! I also talked with Jen the lactation consultant
Think about how you are not a (fill in the blank) mom.
at WC hospital for moral support A LOT that week!! It’s
normal, but that doesn’t make you feel any better :( It was
Don’t speak of tiny fish crackers, too much
pretty hellish in fact!
starch and big T-truth makes them antsy,
like a double espresso day line at the mall.
Of course, I never called the phone numbers my soul
Walk with dry pants to the podium, blink like a mole sisters put in parentheses on the bottom of these emails,
fresh from under the school, that darkened land though I did read and reread the notes more than any love
where we all crawl with bloody knees to this mom letter, especially when the kid nursed incessantly, when she
would not nap, sleep through the night, would not tell me
they all want you to be. Now with malice, what to do, when she gagged while breast-feeding and
ripped her mouth away with such force my nipples cracked, will change in my life bravado when I pitched my option of
when I couldn’t admit I hated being a mother and that I a course release and no student advising to the school direc-
wanted to skip over the new part. tor. She accepted. No need to write a memo about our deal,
Or take the city park. I cannot describe how the panic rises no printed line recorded with—From: SAHM (Stay at Home
when I see other moms at the playground, because that means Mom). The truth was that I liked being in the classroom; hav-
having to talk about babies like I care, like I love babies, like ing to shower and put on teaching clothes and walk to a
my mission in life is completed because of the sky-blue-eyed room with desks and a whiteboard were activities I could do
baby with patches of blond tresses dressed in a fleece bear with a baby-ravaged brain/body. I was competent at this.
suit scooping up wads of bark chips under the swing. I never What I am not competent at is when the grandfather
ask moms the name of their kids or talk to them about mine clock clicks to 5:30 p.m. Cue the infant wail that marks the
unless I am forced into the polite script because my kid half-hour chime, reaching the crescendo as the 6 p.m.
bounced into someone or took a bucket swing seat. The talk- Westminster bell chimes. I pace with her in my arms around
ative mom gives me a felicitous smile that starts with the the hardwood floors pitted with old pew marks, our circles
wide-open eyes, the arched brow, and ends with that sincere grooving new marks in the path from the baby swing by the
Midwestern posture. The script goes like this: altar (insert don’t-put-me-down wail here) to the clock,
through a rectangle of afternoon orange light from the
“So cute! What is her/his name?” says Mom A. stained glass, under the spiral staircase (insert curse word
“Oh, how unique and pretty,” says Mom B. here, when my head connects with the corner of a stair),
“What preschool are you attending? Is that the one that teaches through the kitchen (don’t look at the oven clock—fuck—
sign language?” says Mom C. when will he be home to take the kid), down the hallway
“I did not like the curriculum at ‘All About The Kids’ . . . too
past my home office (page proofs need to be reviewed. Any
much screen time,” says Mom A.
“Well, Mimi goes there, but they do teach signing, and the
news on my tenure case?) back to the piano in front of the
owner is a BGSU graduate?” I say. altar. All pre-kid intentions of not stuffing a pacifier in her
“Oh yes, teaching children signing is important for their mouth failed on the second day; we watched the “Happiest
language development.” Mom A looks at Mimi throwing bark Child on the Block” DVD in which Dr. Harvey Karp
chips at our pound puppy under my feet. espouses recreating gestation for your traumatized child by
soothing, wrapping her like a burrito in a blanket, jiggling,
Notice the sentences trump back and forth like a card and shhhhhhing the wailer to womb-like bliss. As long as
game. one of the traumatized adults shuffles the circular path, the
The syrupy admonition from strangers that they grow up paci and our gerunding plug the wails inside our burrito
so fast has not translated into the kid growing up so fast. wrapped baby. We disavow Kim West (2006) and her regis-
The moments are excruciating from the incessant thrush tered (un)ironic trademark The Sleep Lady®, the treatise on
necessitating treatment with gentian violet. Having an teaching your child to self-soothe.
infant with a purple clown mouth and a mom with purple Three years later, I can enjoy the snarky back and forth
nipples sounds like a fun circus act, but that preceded the comments on Internet message boards from the proponents
colicky I’m-7-weeks-old-&-pissed-to be in the world- and naysayers of how best mommy should contend with a
scream that lasted for . . . —I was going to write a year, but fussy infant. Dr. H. Karp versus Dr. Billy Sears versus The
I can’t even remember how long, 2 weeks, a month, 2 Sleep Lady® versus Dr. S. L. Faulkner. This is pleasure
months, 4? The detail shaking the epithelium in my ear- reading now that the pit of wailing is filled in with shovel-
drums with hurricane force wind is the hour it all begins: fuls of day care reports, parenting advice, and well-kid visit
I am alone with the kid after the parental shift change; my sheets with vital growth statistics all confirming that per-
class on campus finished and my spouse’s class began. No haps the kid was more difficult than those riding the normal
maternity leave. No family leave policy means I teach an curve. Research by political scientists such as Diener,
interpersonal communication course as a 7-week mother. Inglehart, and Tay (in press) suggests that parents enjoy less
The option presented to me by the Bowling Green State life satisfaction compared with non-parents if you look at
University human resource office, unpaid leave and sick global measures, the curve on a satisfaction graph like a
days (I had four as a new employee), would mean an unin- child’s drawing of a sea bird. This is because the moment,
sured kid and pregnancy on my suspended insurance policy. the second reigns over the week or year; the individual
My spouse has his own policy because it’s cheaper than a moments are more important for assessing satisfaction than
family plan, and the door to change options is locked for a question asking how satisfied are you with your life? It
another trimester. I would need to write a memo detailing seems that the question for parents is how satisfied are you
this plan to the Dean of my college and copy HR. Right. this second? One lap around the block and you feel you
Because the semester you put up your tenure case is the time have it. The next lap you regret having birthed a kid. I chart
to present as a (non-working) mommy. I still had the nothing my second by second satisfaction here (see figure 1):
“Do you have any ID?” the teacher asks me. I have no
crapCrapCRAP
idea how long I have been standing by the infant room door.
crapCrapCRAP
She smiles apologetically and mumbles something about
the center rules. I am saved. I can show her my id, and she
Whew Whew
will hand over the kid.
crapCrapCRAP
Whew
Whew “Sure. I understand,” I say, relieved until I can’t find my
crapCrapC
walkRUN
Bedtime Story
“Guys, don’t eat the moon in space and in the clouds.”
-Mimi, age 2
I want a Manhattan
August air and my proclivity for yeast a trigger necessitat- Ian Paul, Downs, Schaefer, Beiler, and Weisman (2013)
ing her purple rimmed mouth like a sad clown, because my studied anxiety and breast-feeding women postpartum with
milk ducts grew rapid-rise yeast and turned breast-feeding the goal of recognizing the importance of anxiety to infant
into bread making. I cried with the water running over my and maternal health.
exhausted body, realizing that you really can’t protect any-
one, and tried to remember that a colleague told me that During the postpartum hospital stay, anxiety was far more
common than depression among breastfeeding women.
postpartum blues was a stupid label. The color blue mini-
Anxiety remained more common for the 6 months after
mized feelings, made them seem like something a whiny childbirth, and was associated with increased health care use
girl would have. I felt fine, mostly, really? and reduced breastfeeding duration, particularly among
Did I want a prescription for something? primiparous women. (p. 1218)
“No, thank you.” I said with a sniffle. I wanted to talk
about losing all the pregnancy weight plus 5 more pounds in I wonder now if I had known much sooner the term post-
5 weeks because that seemed to be a problem, not this tear partum anxiety, as a primiparous ball of bad will, if the first
attack. The obstetrician and nurse were not concerned about year would have been easier? I look up the term and see that
my weight at all. The obsession with how much weight the higher the postpartum anxiety, the more likely a woman
gained or lost began every prenatal visit, but now that I is to label herself as “bad mother” and to feel negative about
wanted to talk about weight, it was unimportant. I thanked motherhood (Wardrop & Popadiuk, 2013). This means I can
them and left the office sans drugs or advice. call my stubbornness “pure persistence.” I put the positive
This exchange is not unusual as screening for postpar- spin on it given that skin-to-skin contact between mother
tum anxiety is not usual. I never told any health care pro- and child helps alleviate anxiety (Lonstein, 2007). I hesitate
vider about my ambivalence about pregnancy, so that to be public with my story because of fear. Labeling a
experience may have carried over into the infant stage and woman “bad mother” is too easy. “It’s as important to iden-
manifested as anxiety (Faulkner, 2012; Reck et al., 2012). tify and critique those totalizing paradigms, and to work for
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and social change (pp. 243-249). Berkeley, CA: Seal Press. close relationships. She is the author of two chapbooks, Hello
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