There's a new mom label in town, ladies: Slacker Mom. Who is slacker mom, you ask? Well, she may be your friend, your coworker, maybe even you?! She's intimidating as all get out, and not because she's Super Mom incarnate -- you know, the woman who wouldn't let a centimeter of plastic within a 50-mile radius of their child/the woman who breastfeeds twins while French braiding her toddler's hair. Slacker Mom is, so they say, terrifying, because she DGAF. And she'll make you feel like a loser for bathing and feeding your children. Just kidding. Kind of.
All of us have likely encountered Slacker Mom before. She brags about being a "bad mom" in a sanctimommy way, if you know what I mean. Of course, she's probably a lot more capable/loving/attentive than she makes herself seem, but being a Slacker Mom has become her identity.
How do you know if you're a Slacker Mom? You've likely said one of the following: