bad moms club

A list of songs that make you feel something Pt.4

Pine - Basement

Gig life - The world is a Beautiful Place…

Pyotr - Bad books 

I Exist I Exist I Exist - Flatsound

Cutting my Fingers off - Turnover

Despair in The Departure Lounge - Arctic Monkeys

The Scientist - Coldplay

Mental Health - The World is a Beautiful Place…

Poison Oak - Bright Eyes

How to Tell a Girl You Really Like Her Eyes - Cyberbully Mom Club

Meet the Bad Moms Club

In the spring of 2010, my mom got a reality check when she saw a poster that said “Live, Love, Laugh, Forgiveness” and realized that she hardly ever laughed and had barely been living (at least a life she wanted). She became a mother at 19 and was a three-time divorcée with five kids at 48—for 30 years, her life had been devoted to raising a family in the most boring, suburban way possible while ignoring the chaotic, joyous, eternal spring break that was happening all around her in Florida.

Last summer, she created the Bad Moms Club to change this. Now she goes to bars in South Beach and downtown Fort Lauderdale a few times a month to drink and dance with other single mothers. Like Destiny’s Child circa 1999, the club’s membership fluctuates, but two members have stayed consistent: my mother and her friend Barbie, a Cuban immigrant with the kind of booty rap songs are written about. Like my mom, Barbie married a baby daddy at a young age because she thought she was supposed to and then experienced an epiphany: at 38, she divorced her lawyer husband, drank alcohol for the first time, and took up multiple sex partners. “I had wasted my life,” Barbie told me. “Now I fuck black dick.” 

Since Barbie is only really interested in NFL players, the club tends to meet mainly at dinners for Miami Dolphins football players and YOLO, a bar Barbie describes as “an upper-class place with a very nice atmosphere and great-looking dark men.” 


To be honest;

This site has made me defensive about formula feeding. I constantly feel the need to defend myself even irl. To the point where when my son was in the hospital having surgery I thought my boyfriend was attacking/blaming me cause I didn’t breast feed even though his condition would’ve happened either way. The people here act like breast feeding is the magical cure for everything. Yeah yeah we all know “Breast is Best” but sometimes it just doesn’t work out. Can I stop feeling shitty now?