I’ve been on a personal campaign against the phrase “cherish every moment” for a few years now. I hate it. LOATHE. Because:
It’s dismissive of a mother’s feelings – because even though she’s tearing her hair out over her kids, she’s apparently supposed to push that frustration all the way down until it pops out of her arsehole, leaving her fresh and unburdened with actual emotions like ‘not enjoying temper tantrums’ for example.
It’s judgemental – because mothers should always be grateful and never complain or WHY DID YOU EVEN HAVE KIDS?
It’s unrealistic. Who the fuck enjoys scooping spew out of their bra at 2am or full on sibling fist fights? You’re a sick puppy, Susan.