I have been blogging for what seems like forever in the world of online blogging. Four years. My blog, she is an old and crippled thing already. I can no longer consider myself a newbie at this online writing gig.
But for as long as I’ve been blogging, I’ve been parenting longer. For almost thirteen years now. I’ve got four kids and a schwack of parenting experience under my belt.
Because of this, I rarely jump on any of the band wagon issues that continually make the rounds in the mommy blogosphere. It all seems old hat to me and I never feel like I have anything new or fresh or interesting to add to the conversation. Let the other’s speak for me because there is always someone out there who can say it better than I can.
But this latest mommy blog fever about how declaring oneself a bad mother is nothing but a trend, a social media ploy to sell books or get traffic has quite frankly incited my ire and fury, similar to when a 14 year old boy bullies my 12 year old daughter and bloodies her nose.
It pisses me off enough to make me want to jump on my soap box and break out my bullhorn.
So I am adding my voice to the discussion and breaking my own blog ethics by chiming in.
Where’s Black Hockey Jesus to compose a musical for bad mothering when you need him?
It’s time for a little redneck edumacation if you will.
Oh ya, I’m about to get all sanctimommy-ish and up in yer grill. Now would be the time to click the big red X if you’re not up for a little cussing.
You see, I have had a unique experience that most parents never have had the pleasure of enduring. For the last three plus years I have had my parenting and every parental decision I have ever made, put under a microscope to be dissected and analyzed by a plethora of ‘child raising experts.’
I know first hand just how damaging the social media construct of what a GOOD mother is and the consequences of bucking that trend by being an atypical mother, someone who is unabashedly ‘BAD’.
And I was being bad on my blog and real life before it became the hottest media trend. I was country when country wasn’t cool. (Sorry, couldn’t resist.)
It started the night Shalebug died and having to spending the next three months facing the firing squad with various Albertan coroners over why my son mysteriously and suddenly died and what did I do to cause it? Those f*ckers were determined to find neglectful or inept parenting as cause of death. In yer face you over-educated schmucks! (Ahem. I’m not bitter. Really. Okay, fack yes I am bitter still. It was a nightmare. Almost worse than having your kid drop dead on you in the first place.)
There is nothing quite like the rigorous investigation of an untimely death by authorities who have the power not only to take away your remaining children but to sentence you to be somebody’s bitch at the local prison while fighting over a bar of soap to strip down your parental beliefs and self-examine your definition of what ‘good’ parenting really is.
Having survived that festive period of time with more scars on me than a man sentenced to 20 lashes for stealing a loaf of bread, I figured I would publicly document my ‘bad parenting’ for the world to see and hence the birth of this blog.
Cuz what’s more fun than writing from the heart to document my experiences with my children and then to be indirectly criticized for “endlessly tapping the vein of faux self deprecation for shock value or cheap laughs or sympathy.”
For the record, there is nothing faux about my self deprecation. Ask my therapist.
Then, as if having my community, my family and myself examine and doubt my parenting skills wasn’t enough fun, my husband and I decided to jump through hoops of fire in a bid to adopt. Not only was my parenting and very inner core examined through this process but again last summer when I was falsely accused of being a baby beater.
For more years than I care to admit, I have had to do nothing but jump through hoops to prove I am not a ‘bad’ mother.
My kids have been questioned, analyzed and dissected and I’ve answered more personality diagnosis multiple choice questions than a crazy person tossed in the loony bin.
A child psychologist invaded my home and sat on my furniture to observe the effect of my parenting on my children’s precious psyches.
I’ve sat at a table of six judgmental professionals and defended my parenting style and choices over and over again.
They didn’t want to, (especially after they discovered my blog) but they HAD to stamp me a ‘good mom’ because according to them, and I quote, “despite Tanis’s unique parenting style, her children are well-adjusted, emotionally happy and highly functional children.”
DESPITE. Not ‘because of’, but despite my parenting. God I love parenting professionals.
What I have learned through all of this and ultimately, my point to this long winded diatribe, is that nothing matters as long as your children turn out to be happy, thriving, functional and well-adjusted adults. (‘Cept Jumby. He may not be functional in the tradional sense of the world but he’ll steal your heart with his smile and his amazingly well-adjusted personality.)
I choose to embrace ‘bad‘ mothering. It’s the only mothering I really know how to do. I am not archetypal mother who dons an apron and helicopters her children. My children happily roam free range, pee in pools and pick their noses.
I am the mother who rejects the dominant cultural narrative of what defines a ‘good’ mother. I am the mother who calls herself a bad mom with her tongue in cheek, not because I am employing a transparent, unimaginative marketing ploy but because I am okay with my imperfections as a parent which goes against the societal imperative for perfection.
It’s not that I’m reveling in ‘bad’ parenting, I’m simply acknowledging that society’s rigid dictates of what a ‘good’ mother is, is not for me. I am not calling myself bad in order to bait people into saying what a good mother I am, I am calling myself bad to share my insecurities and doubts with other mothers (and fathers) who have felt the same pressure to be the perfect parent and wonder why it’s not enough just to love and protect one’s child without having to live up to a definition of parenting that fits as well as a strait jacket.
I am not conforming to media labels, nor trying to influence the next generation of mothers to embrace neglectful parenting. I am neither trying to glamorize the definition of bad parenting nor bastardize the definition of good parenting. I am simply putting one foot forward each day, doing the best I can while maintaining what is suppose to be a humour blog.
If I offend your sensibilities by embracing my inner badness and the irony that accompanies that term, I won’t apologize. I am what I am as Popeye says and it works for my children and for me. I’m not trying to be defeatist nor passive aggressive by labeling myself ‘bad’. This blog isn’t about me being trendy or joining in to be one of the cool kids, it is simply about being me. In all my redneckkin’ bad glory.
It doesn’t matter one hair on a cat’s ass what other people label my parenting or my reflection of it on my blog. Call it good, call it bad, call it redneck-tastic, but it’s all semantics no matter which side you flip this pancake. In the end the only thing that matters is my son is not rattling the bars of a prison cell with a tin can and my daughter isn’t spending her free time trying to self-medicate with sex in the back seat of some doofus’s car.
So, through my blog, if I encourage more parents to imitate my special brand of BAD PARENTING or feel less isolated because of their own parenting techniques, then I say HELL YA.
Cuz if my two children who are happy and well adjusted after the hell they went through when their brother died BECAUSE (not DESPITE) my parenting helped them, then more children could benefit. Plus the child welfare authorities gave me papers saying that I make bad parenting look good so I figure I’m not the worst role model out there.
*Jumps off her sanctimommy soap box and goes to pour a cup of coffee laced with Bailey’s Irish Cream. Cuz I drink first thing in the morning too. I iz da BAD mutha.*





Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 5:24
This is why socialism and the intrusion of government into our lives sucks. I can see The US going more and more in the direction of Canada on this and it is bad. When a fricking govt agency (or agencies) can come into your home without just cause, and threaten to take away children, judge you (who is doing the judging??!!), and throw you in jail we are headed towards a dystopian future- ever read The Handmaids Tale or Brave New World? Long live DEMOCRACY and FREEDOM. BTW, Obama is leading America the WRONG way. I know you Canadians love Obama and I will get slammed for that comment, but the truth hurts.
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 6:03
@lisa,
For real? I’ve heard many more cases of kids being taken away from good parents in the United States under a President Bush regime than I have ever heard in Canada. Give me a break…
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 6:05
@Karishma,
THANK YOU!!!
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 6:40
Hi Annie,
Really? Can you give me an example of kids being taken away “under a President Bush regime”? I would be interested to see that information. You said you heard of this happening so I am just interested where did you hear/see this?
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 6:49
@lisa,
Here is one: http://www.dallasobserver.com/2003-04-17/news/1-hour-arrest/1
I don’t have time to look for others now, but if you really want to see them let me know and I’ll dig some up on the weekend. The ones I am aware of are mostly kids taken away because the mother was doing something horribly inappropriate like breastfeeding a toddler (note the dripping sarcasm…I think nursing a toddler is normal and I nursed both of mine).
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 7:04
I also march in my own parade ( as opposed to s different drummer, I just started my own parade).. My brothers girlfriend used to crack up everytime she came over at things I would say ( to my son going into autistic meltdown mode:Stop Freaking Out!!)or things we would do that not everyone would do. Even my ex-husband has to say that while I may use unconventional methods, my kids are healthy normal and happy. You go girl!!
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 8:02
I think it is interesting that a comment critical of Obama incited a, “Well Bush did (insert your gripe here)” Obama is the President now, and it is time to stop using GW as a scapegoat-let’s look forward, let Bush go, let your hatred go. Honestly, I think your link (while interesting) is irrelevant to the argument, as the Federal Govt had no jurisdiction in that case. Therefore, it had nothing to do with Bush, of course he didn’t even know about it. The blame there lies with the state and local govts. However, I agree with you and I myself am a happily breastfeeding mom. Also, “give me a break” at the end of your comment mamkes you seem rude, but hey, if that’s the way you roll-more power to you! Tolerance is the ability and willingness to be able to accept and process opposing viewpoints. And, no, I don’t need a break from you! Hope you have a great day!
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 8:18
@lisa,
I didn’t need to use Bush’s name, so pretend I didn’t if that makes you feel better. I was trying to point out that you can’t blame socialism for poor decisions by social services.
Perhaps I was rude, but your comment was WAY over the top.
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 9:38
Standing and cheering wildly~~~ Fantastic. Very well written. I truly applaud you for writing this. And what’s all this? I see people are wanting to debate you in your comment section? Oh what a headache. Geez.
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 9:41
Wow…I’m commenting before reading all the comments just because I’d like to say what’s on my mind rather than addressing other comments.
Seriously I wasn’t even aware of this “trend” of bad mom’ing for attention and publicity.
I write from the heart. I write what I want. If it doesn’t always shed me in the most positive light then so be it. I’m not perfect. But I’m honest and real…and do it because I want to and because it makes me feel good (most of the time)not because of what I potentially stand to gain.
Thanks for writing this. I seriously could do a post of my own about this issue.
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 9:49
Coming back to address the bad mom’ing issue more specifically. All that matters is how you feel, how your children feel- essentially how your family feels.
We all do the best we can and none of us, provided we are truly trying to do the best we can should be labeled bad.
Who decides what’s a bad mom anyway ? I’d like to think we’re all imperfect. We’re good moms that make occasional mistakes.
Cheers to you, Tanis!
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 9:54
I’m sure we were all great parents BEFORE we became parents. As outsiders to parenting, we all think we know how we’re going to run the ship when we’re at the helm. Thing is, once those precious children arrive, preconceived notions fall by the wayside because hey – parenting is NOT easy!
Doing whatever works, learning as you go, and doing the best you can ultimately wins out for parents because kids are all different, have different needs. It’s just too bad that outsiders to our individual experiences still feel the need to preach what constitutes a good parent and acceptable parenting practices or ‘styles’.
No matter what you call it – good or bad or otherwise, what matters is that we as grown ups should be allowed to raise our children without being judged on technique. And more importantly, if children are happy, healthy and decent human beings, then their parents should be commended for that success and not condoned for using methods that are a little left of what society feels is right.
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 9:55
Holy christ, totally overwhelmed by the comments here. Just wanted to say that this was a great post, but mainly that what I have learned about you in the relatively short time I’ve been reading (about a year?) is that you have been through some seriously awful shit that no one should have to deal with – and the way you’ve dealt with it is truly inspirational. So your parenting, no matter how it’s labeled or who it’s labeled by, is pretty fucking good in my books. I hope I get to say hi to you at BlogHer.
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 10:16
People that judge are ignorant. Yes, that is me Judging judgmental people, but ya know what I mean. I think as long as your children grow up in a healthy way, and no harm has come to them by your hand then there is NO way you could be considered a bad mom.
I don’t parent with the trend. I refuse to be mainstream. But my children thrive. They are happy, well adjusted, and intelligent, that are able to act (At times) selflessly.
You continue doing what your doing. You continue to love your babies, and all those that feel the need to intrude and pass a judgment on your parenting style can look the other way, and zip it.
Oh and If I weren’t pregnant right now, I would so take some Bailey’s in my coffee too.
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 12:03
Do we really have to label ourselves? Bad parents. Good parents. Parents who over-parent. Can’t we all, as parents, support other parents and understand that, in most cases, we all are doing what we think is in the best interest of our children? Sure, there are trends. There is pressure. But there also are many many parents who don’t fit in to the trends. Who never have. Or who aren’t trying to keep up.
Wait. Didn’t you just say all that?
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 12:34
HELL YEAH!
Perfection is overrated. Imperfections are what make us, and our children, unique.
I’m not saying you’re not perfect – you’re kick ass, redneck awesome at it’s finest!
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 13:37
I haven’t visited in a few days, and missed your blog. Damn you crack me up!
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 16:19
Looks like I am a little late to this.
I have no clue what’s going on, all I can say is that there are no perfect parents, if they claim to be they are wrong. There are no parent experts. Parenting is a process of give and take and constant learning. If through that process you happen to become labeled one way or another, it passes.
Phew, sure glad I only blog to vent and not to receive money or popularity. Not saying that’s what you do, but I’ve been reading other blogs who just search and search for advertisements and right about stuff and they have lost touch with themselves. Holy long comment, sorry.
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 17:18
@lisa, This is a very personal, heartfelt post about some very painful things that Tania has personally gone through in her life.
Out of respect for her, perhaps this isn’t the appropriate soapbox for your political rants.
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 17:42
I’ve been reading blogs on this topic left and right, and I say that no matter what the label is, we’re all trying to raise our children to be well-adjusted and happy.
The path we choose to get there shouldn’t matter.
I know I’ve made tons of parenting mistakes and I’m certain I’ll make more.
This post is so on target… thank you, Tanis.
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 20:45
@jenni williams, I just want to say that until you have been *accused* of abusing, neglecting, or permanently damaging your children by people who have the power to take them away, you really don’t even begin to know … these are not people you just say “screw you and your opinions” to, people.
I’ve had Child Protective Services land on my doorstep thanks to a false report and had to defend my every move and PROVE that I was not abusing, neglecting or permanently damaging my children. I have lived in fear while they stared accusingly and made their silent judgements and tried to make every move I made seem like a horor because it did not conform to “good” parenting. There are people here saying nothing would shake their belief in their “goodness” … ya’ll, try a visit from government officials out for size and then come back and say how right you felt the whole time.
If you havent been there, and can’t understand, then just shrug it off and say “not my thing, I don’t get this” but do NOT behave self-righteous about your “goodness” and the firmness of YOUR convictions if you have never been in that position.
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 20:57
@AG, UHH What the hell are you talking about? I just dont like the term. I am pretty sure I said it was crap that Tanis has gone through, was wrong. I just think we are all good mothers. As for defending your parenting to others, you don’t know me. I have not had to deal with child services, but I have a special needs son and I have to battle with doctors, teachers, and everyone else with a goddamn opinion about how I parent him. Whether or not I drug him ect. So YES I do know what its like to defend my parenting and I am FAR from a perfect mother. If you look down further I posted again about this… If you feel taking the term and turning the meaning empowers you go for it. I don’t think I made any judgments in what I had to say, but obviously I offended you somehow.
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 21:17
@Karishma, You guys don’t seem to get the mockery behind the “bad” thing, and that is ok, but just because you don’t understand it and would not use that form of expression and humor yourselves, does not make it less valuable. I am quite sure that you all practic forms of humor that do not suit everyone, either. That is ok. Doesn’t make your form better or worse, just what works for you.
Try this – when you see Tanis or someone else proclaiming themselves “bad”, imagine in your head them rolling their eyes at the term and saying “as if!” Maybe then you will begin to understand the form of expression they are practicing.
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 21:35
@jenni williams, The entirety of the post was not directed specifically at you (sorry to give the impression), and yes, I did see later where you changed your mind a bit. I was making specific reference to your “Unless you abuse, neglect, or cause lasting damage to your child you are not a bad mother”. My point was, it sounds easy to say “never doubt you are a good parent if you dont do these things” if you have never been in a position where you were accused of exactly those things, and by people whose opinion not only MATTERS, but is ESSENTIAL to continuing to parent said children.
Some people *have* to turn around that accusation and mock it (which is, in the end, all Tanis and others are doing, is MOCKING the judgement) in order to keep it from truly injuring their heart. Not everyone is like that, and both ways are okay.
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 21:40
@AG, lol it’s not the ironic self mockery of it that bothers me, i’m a fan of that type of humor, i use it quite a bit myself. if i didn’t, my blog selection would be entirely different, it wouldn’t include some of the funniest bloggers out there who use this type of humor all the time. it’s just that i disagree with THIS PARTICULAR expression and the reasoning behind it – i clarified this in a separate reply to another comment. the “as if” part is pretty clear. but here’s the problem i have with it. to call something ‘bad’, EVEN as a complete 100% joke is to say there is a ‘right.’ and i completely and utterly disagree on principle that there is a ‘right’ when it comes to parenting, therefore i won’t call anything ‘bad’ parenting even as a joke unless it is actually B-A-D. the entire reason i read tanis’ blog is because i love her kind of humor, this kind of humor, but i just can’t stand this particular instance of it.
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 21:53
actually, let me amend this a little more. it’s difficult to put such a hot button issue into words and have it come out correctly. of all people, i get tanis writing this, because of her specific set of life experiences. the humor and irony of it all works far more for her than for other people, who have never faced the type of judgment she has. her situation is extremely unique.
Friday, 12 June, 2009 at 21:53
@AG, AHH ok I was a little confused, thought you were referring to what I said alone.
I can understand the theory behind mocking the term, isn’t this the same argument black pop culture has used for years about the n-word? Take away the power of the word/or phrase and change the meaning. And don’t think that I am not terrified that I am a bad mother ALL the time. Arent we all? And having assholes butt into our lives and minds to undermine us further doesn’t help the cause. This is nothing new. Mothers have faced self doubt and judgment since the beginning of time. The internet/blogging gives us all a voice. How we choice to vent out frustrations, insecurities, or whatever is a matter of personal choice.
Hope this make sense, its almost 1 am and I am awake hopped up on carrot cake.
Saturday, 13 June, 2009 at 6:26
Jeez. Can’t we just write our fucking blogs without people getting their nuts in a tizzy? Fucking A. I guess everyone has to make a buck.
Saturday, 13 June, 2009 at 11:33
I’m so glad I’ve been out of town and without internet for the past week. This shit is heated.
Saturday, 13 June, 2009 at 14:03
I think there is a world of difference between being a “bad” mother and being a bad mother. There is a world of bad parents out there: parents who batter their kids, parents who emotionally abuse their kids, physically abuse them, sexually exploit them, fundamentally betray them on every level.
I don’t want to sound like an asshole, but I’m kind of uncomfortable with the whole tongue-in-cheek “bad” mother thing, partly because I wonder how much validation it gives to the AUTHENTICALLY bad parents who see the whole “I’m a bad mother!” line as a way of saying that being a really bad parent is a socially acceptable way of parenting. Like, “Look at all of us bad mothers! We’re all in the same boat!” When we’re not, at all. Some of us are being facetious, some of us are using it to differentiate us from a different type of mothering, some of us just feel guilty about what we do or don’t do so quickly say, “Oh, I’m just a bad mother.” I don’t know why admitting that actually you think you’re a kick-ass mother is somehow embarrassing or a joke. Why don’t we say something like, “I don’t parent the same way as a lot of people, but damn it, I fucking ROCK. My kids are damn lucky to have me.”
There’s such a wide gulf between “not as perfect as I perceive that others think I should be” and “bad”.
I don’t for a second think you are actually a bad mother, you’re a great mother who was put through an absolutely awful experience that you didn’t deserve at all after suffering the worst loss imaginable. I’m really sorry that happened to you.
You love your kids unabashedly and you fiercely protect them and make their lives safe and secure. You’re always thinking of your kids, you are caring for your kids. That’s the whole gig, really. That is NOT bad mothering. It’s awesome. What’s wrong with saying “We are a new breed of awesome mothers”?
I can’t quite put my finger on it in a very eloquent way, but I think it just unnerves me how quickly and readily women undermine themselves by labelling themselves negatively because they believe they don’t conform to expectations of others. Different isn’t bad, it’s just different, and as often as not, it’s better, no?
Just my 2 cents.
Saturday, 13 June, 2009 at 17:16
Wow, Karen who commented just before me (#146) very eloquently (despite what she thought) said pretty much what I’ve been thinking.
It’s too easy for people to see “bad” vs. “good” as a very black and white issue.
You have been through a hell I can’t even imagine Tanis. And this is the first I’ve heard about what happened after Shale’s death. Unbelievable.
I think you rock as a mom. I think your kids are incredibly lucky to have you as a mom. I think my kids are lucky to have me as a mom, even if I do have some challenging days with them.
I guess you have to add me to the list of mom’s who are a bit uncomfortable with how the word “bad” is being used.
That being said, I love reading this blog, I think you are amazing, and I LOVE how you stick up for your friends!
Tuesday, 16 June, 2009 at 8:27
I can’t believe that nobody took you up on your offer to call you the world’s twattiest mom. (waaaaaaaaay back in the comments)….so there.
Keep rockin’ it lady….
Tuesday, 16 June, 2009 at 12:09
while raising a special needs child and after the death of a child you learn not to buy into labels. I know all about the labels.
I am actually glad that blogs are filled with every kind of mom, diveristy is good, the bad, good and ugly all have our place.
Friday, 19 June, 2009 at 3:53
You are one of the few bloggers I can stomach, because you don’t sugar-coat who you are or what being a parent is like for YOU.
I was raised in the 70′s with NO mother, at all. My aunt told me that it was “better” having no mother than having my mother around. I still don’t know why she said that.
I was terrified of becoming a mom, because I had no role models. Dad cooked about four meals besides eggs. Cleaning meant dishes and vacuuming, as needed. I honestly thought I’d end up feeding my kids PBJ or spaghettios every day!
I became a single Mom at 25. At my Dad’s funeral, two years later, my older half-sister actually came up to me and said that she was newly married and expecting, and “that’s the correct order” to do it in. This was about the second conversation she and I had ever had since I was a little kid!
She had no clue how it was I ended up being a single mom, nor how I was faring. She just KNEW that the BEST way to raise a child was with a mommy and a daddy and wedding vows. Sometimes, it is. Sometimes, NOT. For ME, at that time, WAY NOT. (I know, shoulda, coulda, woulda…)
The point is, mothers are always being labeled and judged. The only fathers who get labeled as bad? Deadbeats, or abusers. Period. Work 95 hours a week? That’s being a good provider. Wipe a butt once a week, wow, he’s sharing the responsibility. Okay, I exaggerate. Do men care if others call them good or bad? NOPE.
I have had many moments when I’ve worried about raising my kids. I will never be the “crafty” mom, the “recipe” mom, nor the “starbucks” mom. Sometimes I am the mom that will let a bad word slip, laugh at my kid’s naughty behavior, miss a school event, or forget to hide the Easter baskets. I have also refused to work on my kids’ birthdays, holidays, or when they were sick; and have gone through hell and back to keep a roof over their heads and keep them safe.
I do know that if my DD ever has to choose between being a single mom or being in a horrible, screwed up marriage, she would know that she can count on me to back her up, and let her become the best mom she can be.
Friday, 19 June, 2009 at 19:44
I feel for you. Only you could turn something so heart wrenching into humor. And I relate. My divorce turned ugly and a custody dispute ensued. Meaning my parenting was also scrutinized, though probably not quite as much or the same way. Still. No fun. Now I have been diagnosed with ADD and I am learning my limitations. I cut back (or never start) all the hyper-parenting and just go back to the basics.
I love your blog.