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The Mummy Drivel Trap

I have become aware of a writing flaw,

an annoying self-righteous, ego centric point of view,

often found on mother’s blogs called

Mummy Drivel.

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Mummy Drivel: definition

Constant analysis of how to become a better mother combined with a narrow focus on self and one’s adorable children to the exclusion of any other topic. Similar to other writing traps such as Intellectual Drivel, Self Growth Drivel and Techie Drivel.

I understand that blogs need a focus point, to target a specific audience but when a woman starts writing a mummy blog, she is endanger of boxing herself into a mummy prison.

Religious women are especially vulnerable to Mummy Drivel because they feel pressured to assume a false identity as a perfect Christian mother, then live, think and write about their experiences and their beloved children. In the process, they raise themselves up as role models. It is enough to make me shudder.

try not to write mummy drivel. Though outwardly I seem to be a “saintly” mother who gave up all to raise nine children,God has blessed me with a wicked sense of humour which tends to deflate most of my arrogance. Also, I was too busy to think, never mind write about my life for over 30 years. Perfect housekeeping, cooking and mothering gave way to happy chaos because I could not keep up my place as the center my little kingdom. I became part of a community called family.

I learned to live in happy chaos.

We lived in a house designed for kids because their mental and emotional well-being came first. This was not saintly; it was simply easier to live this way. I was a fast learner as I quickly realized that tearing down a block city to tidy before dinner that had the potential to host hours of absorbing play the next morning was absolutely self-defeating. So I gave up a perfect looking house.

Picture this scene.

Five year old Anthony is leaping off the fourth stair wearing his black cape, a purple Batman sweatshirt and his Royal Canadian Mounted Policeman’s hat. Three-year old Lucy drags a huge, old purse stuffed with cut pieces of paper and fake money, while she trails behind seven-year old Katie who is busy gathering materials for a craft project.

Rachel is in the same living room playing Magic School Bus on the computer and Emily is upstairs changing her clothes yet again. Dave and Matt are building a Lego plane across the hall in the family room but eighteen-year old Matt is the brains behind the construction. Having a little brother is a great excuse to play with Lego. Mara is on the phone and Melissa is listening to music which is too loud while leaning over the upstairs banister, complaining about life. Michael is tending the animals outside at the barn.

As for pets, there is a goldfish bowl on my too small counter in the kitchen and a huge dog trips anyone walking through the front door. The cat thinks she owns the most comfortable chair in the house and I warn you, do not try to move the queen! Sometimes a caged hamster or guinea pig squeaks for attention every time the fridge door opens. All kinds of art and scrib

ble art cover my kitchen walls, fridge and cupboards and I have too many indoor plants.One day my father-in-law tripped over our dog (who did not move, by the way) and he gruffly asked me,

“What is t

hat dog doing in the house? He should live outside.”

I laughed and said,

“Welcome to our home. We love kids, animals, plants and even you. Just come on in!”

I did not have time to become overly introspective. Any pride shattered as I rinsed out diapers in the toilet. I finally came to a point of exhaustion and was forced to surrender any pretense of being a perfect role model. My defeat was my salvation, delivering me from an egotistical life which focused on myself. The only option to insanity was to delve deeper to discover something bigger than me.

My focus switched from me to God or my higher power, if you prefer. As soon as I glance at Him, joy bubbles up immediately.This is a pure gift.

I am grateful but please tell me if I ever fall into the Mummy Drivel Trap.

 

About melanie jean juneau

Melanie Jean Juneau serves as the Editor in Chief of Catholic Stand. She is a mother of nine children who has edited her kid's university term papers for over a decade. She blogs at joy of nine9 and mother of nine9. Her writing is humorous and heart warming; thoughtful and thought-provoking. Part of her call and her witness is to write the truth about children, family, marriage and the sacredness of life. Melanie is the administrator of ACWB, a columnist at CatholicLane, CatholicStand, Catholic365 , CAPC, author of Echoes of the Divine and Oopsy Daisy, and coauthor of Love Rebel: Reclaiming Motherhood.

12 comments on “The Mummy Drivel Trap

  1. Well said. Nine! I thought I had my hands full with seven. Chaos and love rule. Your house sounds like mine! 🙂 x

  2. Very humorous and good. really enjoyed it.

  3. Sounds like a wonderful family and a happy house to me! “To be perfect is to change often!” – John Henry Newman

  4. you just did, but that’s OK, I had fun.
    Terry

  5. Oh I just loved this! 🙂 My daughter, who has a three yo and a five mo old cannot understand how her friends with children even have time to blog, and yet they do. Some daily. She feels they must truly be neglecting their kids to have so much time to spend on the computer. I don’t know most of them so I can’t say. I do know that I only raised three, and is it WAS a three ring circus, primarily because of the differences in their ages. There were five years between them. But also because, between being deeply involved in all of their activities, their mom worked two jobs and went to school. I could not imagine what it must be like to be in a house with seven or nine, but I KNOW it is filled with love. My mother-in-law always complained about my home and how messy it was, and yet my now grown kids just remember the love. Your humor is a wonderful tool to treasure.

    • agree…no matter how many kids you have, family life needs everyone to be present or else everyone ends up looking at various different screens, each isolated from the other.

      my humour is a gift which is the key to my sanity and joy

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