Top 10 Pop Culture Working Mom Moments For 2008.

Clean slates.


Ambitious (unachievable) lists about how one can better one’s life in the next 365 days.


As the new year approaches, the media are filled with stories reflecting on the past 12 months. And there are lists of every type imaginable. Here at Mommy Track’d, it’s no different. I’ve come up with my own list of the top 10 things I’d like to see happen in American pop culture in 2008, at least when it comes to the portrayal of moms (and dads), their work and their lives:


10. A movie where writers who are also moms of small children, are not psychopaths and do not sacrifice their children’s emotional and mental health for their craft and their own narcissistic self-fulfillment.


9. A reprieve from the odious post-pregnancy/bouncing back stories, oftentimes accompanied by airbrushed images of mom-celebrities (many of whom obtain some type of surgical assistance or who simply live in the gym with personal trainers) which send us, mere mortal working moms, the message that we too could look like them . . . if only we devoted the bulk of our waking moments to sculpting our bodies.


8. No more “mommy wars” stories. Or books. Ever.


7. How about a TV series where mothers’ work-life troubles are authentically chronicled, like “Desperate Housewives” used to be in its freshman and sophomore seasons.


6. Speaking of “Desperate Housewives” . . . whatever happened to Lynette Scavo’s (Felicity Huffman’s) job as the manager of her family’s pizzeria? Why haven’t we seen any depictions of her at work? Last season, the mother of five was itching to re-start her career and provided a voice for working mothers. Hey Marc Cherry, I want the old Lynette back.


5. More TV dads who struggle – successfully and unsuccessfully – with being a professional and an active, involved father, a la “Big Shot’s” yummy Michael Vartan character, James Walker.


4. Women’s magazine’s should stop, for the love of all that’s good and holy, giving us charts, check-off sheets and the like that accompany earnest stories which promise to teach us how to achieve the “perfect” home-career balance. There is no such thing. There’s just muddling through, hopefully, with one’s sanity (somewhat) in tact.



I saw a commercial last week for some new vacuum. In the commercial, some dumb kid drops some rocks or crumbs or mud on the floor and the mom walks in and shakes her head, but then she smiles because she just bought some new uber vacuum and cleans up. I say "hey if that vacuum is so simple and great, why didn't she make that dumb kid clean it up."