A
few years ago -- in the winter of 2000, to be exact --
I wrote an article about the proliferation of expert advice to mothers
on the World Wide Web. I'd reached the conclusion that the “new
media” (as we called it back then) was just as culpable
as the “old media” in perpetuating unrealistic
cultural expectations about women, mothers and mothering. I saw
an insidious image coming to the fore in media representations of
motherhood, an unfortunate creature I described as the “New
Model Mom.” If you’ve ever thumbed through the pages
of a popular women’s magazine, you know her -- she’s
the athletically slender, well groomed, perennially smiling woman
with attractive, easy-going children who are content to amuse themselves with a stimulating assortment of non-messy developmentally-appropriate activities and have a perfectly balanced diet (they especially like veggies and organic
fat-free tofu cut into animal shapes or little smiley faces). There
she is in an family advice article in the current issue of Parenting magazine, jumping gleefully on an unmade bed with her preschooler
while – get this – wearing a lampshade on her head. There
she is again in a product advertisement, artist’s brush
in hand, painting a watercolor landscape while
the blond baby at her feet happily stacks wooden blocks on a spotless white carpet.
Even with my cynical
worldview, it looks like these gals have a pretty enviable lifestyle.
If I thought buying upscale baby gear and ascribing to some crackpot’s
advice on how to become the ultimate mom would transform my life
into a maternal paradise where cleanliness, tranquility and merriment
reign supreme, I’d definitely fall for it. But like I said,
I’m a cynic. And I hate to be the one to break it to you,
but those mothers aren’t real, and the kind of motherhood
you see in mainstream magazines and on TV doesn’t exist – not in the good old U.S.A., not anywhere on planet earth.
If you don’t believe
me, you’d better run out and grab a copy of Susan J. Douglas
and Meredith W. Michaels’ new book, The Mommy Myth: The
Idealization of Motherhood and How It Has Undermined Women.
If you do believe me, that’s an even better reason to read
this clever and provocative book. Not only do Douglas and Michaels
attack the ascendancy of the deplorable “new momism,”
they fill in the back story of the changing political tides that
reinvigorated the idealization of intensive motherhood just as women
were finally breaking free of traditional gender roles.
But don’t expect
some boring treatise on the cultural conflicts of motherhood and
the disastrous social consequences of the steady rightward drift
of U.S. politics. With a jaundiced eye turned to the
gritty reality of mothering, Douglas (whose earlier book, Where
the Girls Are, explores the influence of mass media on the
formation of the women’s movement in the 1970s) and Michaels
wisecrack their way through an examination the evolving image of motherhood
in the media in the final decades of the 20th century. Chapters
cover the mainstreaming of feminist ideas about women’s rights,
panic generated by mid-80s media hype about imminent threats
to children in and outside the home, and the profusion of celebrity
mom profiles that raise doubts about the maternal qualifications
of average, normal mothers who might be deluded enough to think
it’s perfectly OK to love your kids in an average, normal
way.
Unfortunately, there
are a few points in the book where the authors’ smart-ass
style and non-stop pop culture references obscure the importance of what's being said. Happily, most of the book -- and its
core message -- survives the authors’ sardonic wit intact.
But unless the reader is paying close attention, the fact that The
Mommy Myth is also a very scholarly work might escape notice.
(This is probably intentional, given the publishing world’s
contempt for serious works about mothering and motherhood. Though
Douglas and Michaels may have had legitimate concerns about coming
across as too academic, a real bibliography would have been a nice
touch.)
The Mommy Myth offers
a short course in the historical development of a new, highly intensified
cultural ideal of motherhood -- “the new momism.” Douglas
and Michaels reclaim the term “momism” from Philip Wylie’s Generation of Vipers (1942), a vitriolic diatribe against
the American way of life which vilified mothers for bringing up their
hapless sons to be spineless sheep instead of manly men. According
to The Mommy Myth, the new and improved version of momism
“insists that the formation of a child into a successful,
happy person is exclusively the handiwork of one person: ‘Mom’.
Mom-- however lofty her own hopes for herself, and whatever her
financial circumstances, whatever embattled neighborhood she lives
in, however scarring her own upbringing, however lousy her educational
options-- must simply make the right choices. If she doesn’t,
too bad for her kids, and for her.”
The rules of play for
the new momism are spelled out in media messages that invite mothers
to compare their flawed human lives to unrealistic and unattainable
ideals of motherhood. Those who might be tempted to see through
the fallacy of it all are regaled with news reports emphasizing
the unspeakable tragedies that await children whose mothers dare
to deviate from the One True Path of momism. Douglas and Michaels
go beyond analyzing prime examples of the new momism in broadcast
and print media to muck around in the unwholesome stuff lurking below the flimsy plastic face of the New Mom. This (surprise!) turns
out to be the conservative-led cultural
movement to breathe fresh life into our old foe, the patriarchy. As
Douglas and Michaels emphasize in their chapters on the “war”
on welfare mothers and the defeat of popular legislation for publicly-funded
child care, so far the bad guys are winning.
The Mommy Myth lays out the ugly details of how the hell we ended up living in
an extremely wealthy nation that lacks basic social programs to
support working families, and why no one seems to care. As a woman
who came of age during the high point of the second wave, I’ve
had ample time to ruminate over what happened in the 1980s to derail
the bright promise of the women’s movement and why, by the
time I started my own child-bearing adventure in the early 1990s,
popular representations of motherhood were so boldly incompatible
with real life. How did “feminism” become the most reviled
“f” word in the American vocabulary? How did the issue
of state-supported child care become so politically poisoned that
the new breed of mothers’ advocates won’t touch
it with a ten-foot pole? Why is middle-class mothering tied to such
a distinctively warped ethic of over-consumption? Why do work and
family still conflict when employed single parents and dual-earner
couples are overwhelmingly the norm?
Why does our culture constantly
up the ante on motherhood so women who mother can’t possibly
respond to their own needs and ambitions and fulfill the needs of
their children in the same lifetime? Or, as Douglas and Michaels
write, “In a society where autonomy and success go hand in
hand, isn’t it a little bit suspicious that successful motherhood
requires relinquishing one’s autonomy to a sometimes dangerous,
always preposterous view of women and children?”
So I welcomed The
Mommy Myth as an expose of the deadly combination of regressive
thinking and collective angst that’s pressing contemporary
mothers back into a neo-traditional mold of motherhood. But this
book might be even more illuminating for mothers in the so-called
“opt out” generation, and for young mothers who support gender equity but remain reluctant to self-identify
as feminists. It is not, however, a book that will appeal to everyone;
if you consider yourself a conservative -- even a compassionate one -- The Mommy Myth will probably make your blood boil.
Douglas and Michaels outline the beginning and middle of a continuing saga of the
cultural reconstruction of motherhood in “postfeminist”
America. And they supply a possible ending, although I had a hard
time appreciating the hackneyed humor that dominates the concluding
chapter (my apologies to the authors, who I think are brilliant,
but Ann Crittenden has been telling that Survivor joke
for years – so go ahead, laugh it up, but at least
go for something original). The Mommy Myth suggests that
a better future for mothers depends on taking motherhood as we know
it apart and piecing it back together in a way that supports civilized
things like shared parenting and gender equality, and a welfare state
that actually helps mothers, fathers and children lead more secure
lives instead of making matters worse. The starting point is recognizing
and resisting the new momism, loud and clear, whenever and wherever
we find it. From there, we can begin to imagine how we might cultivate
the collective consciousness necessary to mobilize a progressive mothers
movement and tie up the loose ends of the feminist agenda.
To short-circuit the
power source of the “mommy myth,” every mother who dreams
of social change must drop the pretense that motherhood can be perfect
if mothers just do and feel and think the right thing at the right time. Mothers
need to start telling it like it is -- to each other and whoever
else will listen. Because the truth about motherhood -- the whole
truth, and nothing but -- will make you free.
Judith
Stadtman Tucker
February 2004 |