Even a knee-jerk liberal mom like me can feel bad for Bristol Palin. Not because she’s facing the end of childhood before she’s even allowed to vote (or drink for that matter – how will she get through parenthood?). And not because her mom has thrown her to the wolves media by signing on to a national campaign for vice president during her teenage pregnancy. That's just the icing.
Here's the cake: By the time the nation’s possible Second Grandkid comes screaming into the world, Mrs. Levi Johnston (nee Palin) will be looking for sympathy for saggy boobs and stretch marks. And where's she going to find it? Grandma-to-be has the type of 44-year-old body that can hide a seven-month pregnancy, and we don't mean the type where you eye the belly and go "hmmm, do I risk getting smacked if I ask her when she's due?"
Even the moms deeply entrenched in Republican rhetoric are building voodoo dolls with a Sarah Palin head. Trust me. No mom has a body like that and makes friends on the playground. She’s the mom you shake hands with after you change a diaper – before you wash your hands. And I’m just another mommy. I’m not her hormonal teenage daughter.
Sorry Bristol, the books might say “nine months on and nine months off,” but you might want to hire a personal trainer before you pose for the next set of family portraits. That’s if you can find time for those "normal" mom moments.
Because she's going to come home from the hospital after an exhausting labor and delivery, and all she will want to do is sink down in the tub for a hot bath while that hunky hockey hubby takes care of the baby for 5 blessed minutes.
But wait, what's that knocking?
“Up and at ‘em, the early bird catches the moose. I was back to work in three days while your father took care of the baby, let's go babe."
So let's all take a moment to feel bad for Bristol Palin. . . . Oh, man, that knee is jerking again.
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