I joke that, because I was raised in a Catholic family, I was given a double dose of guilt at birth. And even before becoming a mother, I carried a certain level of guilt for not living up to the multitude of “expectations” (real or self-imposed) that are set on women today — everything from being the ambitious professional to the ever-available friend to always making my pie crust from scratch (heck, making pie at all).
This is a hard time for women who experience guilt at any level. In our magazines, movies and social environments, women are being sold contradictory archetypes — to be professionally successful, but to uphold the feminine standard of beauty, fitness and health, all while fulfilling the traditional role of the ever-present mother in the perfectly decorated home with cookies in the oven. Continue reading