For as much of my life as I can remember, I have always tried to be different, and maybe even stand out a bit. Not because I have some sort of freakish narcissistic need to be noticed. I simply believe that if you were born an original why die a copy?
As a mom, I have always tried my best to allow my children to explore their own individuality, and originality as well. Sure, their were plenty snobbish society conformed moms (and teachers) who snubbed their noses the first time my 8 year old walked into school with manic panic blue hair. I however held my head high, proud that I had not only raised an individual, but also a child who was comfortable enough in his own individuality that he did not feel the need to fit into the standard mold society had created for him.
Sadly society tells us as people, and more importantly as parents, that we should conform to a certain mold. Even more sadly is the fact that if you do not fit into that mold, you may find yourself feeling punished by stereo types.
Society states pretty boldly that you if you aren't a pony tail wearing, mini van driving mom in your mid 30's who is a proud PTA member, loves to cook, has a spotless house, and can out craft anyone... Well, then of course you are not be a good mom, and therefore must not love your kids. What the hell people, you can NOT be serious!
I guess by those standards, I am pretty much the devil! A walking poster child for the bad mom club. Mommy at 16, tattooed, pierced, lacks the attention span for crafting, Non PTA member, and mini vans make me want to puke. I guess I suck at motherhood, and possibly even at life.
Yet, I have some how managed to care for and raise two independent honor roll students, who are comfortable in their own skin. Hmm imagine that, and those are only two things from my list of mommy accomplishments.
I guess you could say that perhaps I am ok with being punished by societies stereo types, and I am cool with the glares from those society made moms. Honestly I would much rather walk around comfortable in my own skin, then committing the suicide that is conformity.
Truly conformity is nothing more than a socially breed and ignorance fed fear. Personally I would much rather be hated for who I really am, then loved because I conformed, and became some one I so totally am not!
In the eyes of society I am far from the perfect or ideal mother. I have screwed up a time or two (or 100) but if you ask my kids, they will tell you I rock, and their opinions mean more to me, then those of a million mold made society moms. So I am happy being the non conformist rebel who is a poster child for the bad mom club. At least I can proudly say I know who I am... I am not the one who committed soul suicide just to "fit in"... Besides standing out, is a LOT more fun!!