I’m that mom. That one phrase just sent a million mom stereotypes through your mind. I’m the juicebox mom, the tv time mom, the that-cracker-has-been-on-the-ground-since-breakfast-but-go-ahead-eat-it mom, but I am also a mom who loves her some with my whole heart. For my first child I have been told that my parenting is a bit relaxed but that’s how I was raised. I grew up drinking juice while glued to Scooby Doo, and probably sticking things in my mouth that I should’ve kept out but honey, a little dirt never hurt anyone.
I am a young mom, a modern mom with an alternative style. I’ve always been a bit out there with my looks and haven’t really been one to conform to societies norm when it comes to my style. That being said, if looks could kill I’d be one dead mom. . To be honest, I probably wouldn’t have made it out my pregnancy alive. Crazy hair, tattoos, piercings, and stretched ears… that is what you would see if you looked at me. We live in a world full of people who define your capability of being a mother on what you look like. If you don’t look like the cookie cutter mom with the mini van and the stereotypical blonde mom bob then people see you as a danger.