Competitive parenting
Want to see my September column in Redbook? Say no more.
When it comes to parenting — and most everything else — I'm cursed with both a competitive streak and terminal laziness. I deeply want to excel, but I'd rather not work at it. I'd prefer that my natural skills and charm catapult me to the top. That competitive mind-set kicked into high gear when I got pregnant. I compared myself with every pregnant woman I could find. I found it difficult, however, to figure out if I was ahead. How do you measure pregnancy success? Degree of rosy glow? Lowest number of stretch marks? To the extent that I could quantify my superiority, I found that instead of winning, I seemed to not even be placing. I spied a beaming pregnant woman in the bookstore, and she didn't have any lunch-related stains on her shirt. While taking a waddling stroll, I spotted a woman with what appeared to be a third trimester belly, and she was jogging. Jogging!
The rest is here.
This is my last column for Redbook. There's a new editor-in-chief, you see, and she's shaking things up. That's what she's there to do! If you have any opinion on that, there's a comment section over there. Is all I'm saying.
Updated to add: Whoa, readers of mine! Although my column is ending, I'll still be working with Redbook in the future, and I happen to be quite fond of my editors there. I appreciate the supportive comments on their site, but there's no need to threaten or abuse them. Also, remind me to stay in your good graces. Phew.










August 31, 2010
Reader Comments (30)
I LOVED this part the best.....
"When it comes to parenting — and most everything else — I'm cursed with both a competitive streak and terminal laziness. I deeply want to excel, but I'd rather not work at it. I'd prefer that my natural skills and charm catapult me to the top."
I thought holy crap that's me. I suddenly feel understood.
Nonetheless, they are crazy if they don't keep you! You're hilarious and the only reason I go to that site! (Definitely NOT for the "Cute Kid Wars," I don't even want to know what that entails...am staying far away from that war zone...)
Then if it fails under their watch, they take the heat.
I've always believed that one door closing is all for the best. Although it sometimes takes me 6 years to see that.
I used to temp at Redbook and steal all the new socks and hosiery from the fashion closet. I still have some of them.
I hope you feel vindicated because of my confession.
Loved your article. Described me - and I suspect most other moms - to an (albeit unsettling) T.
PS - I didn't work out AT ALL when I was pregs. Which is now painfully obvious. I blame a combo of sciatica and laziness.
Loved your article. Described me - and I suspect most other moms - to an (albeit unsettling) T.
PS - I didn't work out AT ALL when I was pregs. Which is now painfully obvious. I blame a combo of sciatica and laziness.
As for the column, I too am competitive/lazy. Can totally relate! We will all continue to support you in all your ventures:)
I think Redbook is doing women a disservice by canceling your column but then again it might compete with their helpful advice on how you are doing everything else in your life the wrong way. Here's to some other company recognizing that your advice is sorely needed in this world.
Anyway, this part made me laugh out loud: "Meanwhile, I consider it a good day when I remember to tell Henry to wipe the waffle crumbs from his cheeks after breakfast. I have different priorities, I tell myself. I could do those things if I wanted to!"
Sometimes I don't even bother wiping the crumbs away. After all, I tell myself, my child's cheeks belong to him, and I'm teaching him to be self-reliant and wipe them if he wants--or honor his own desire to hold be crumby if that is his choice. See? You can justify almost any laziness if you try hard enough. :)
My latest blog posts are all about knowing your strengths, and that's really what it's about, right? We can't all turn every playdate into a sing-a-long. In fact, some of us would rather not even host playdates (Myself, I love having kids over at our house, but not if I have to schedule it in advance).That's why it's so great that we're all good at different things. I'll gladly rock someone's newborn baby while you take a shower and a long nap, and then hopefully she'll reciprocate by teaching my kids how to cut with scissors properly, a skill I never really learned.
Alice - will you PLEASE get out of my head!! absolutely hilarious.
(I am willing it to happen.)
Although, if I was paid to write about how much I love you, I would find as many words as I could.