{"product_id":"perfect-madness-isbn-9781594481703","title":"Perfect Madness","description":"\u003cb\u003eA\u003cb\u003e lively \u003c\/b\u003eand provocative look at the modern culture of motherhood and at the social, economic, and political forces that shaped current ideas about parenting\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhat is wrong with this picture? That's the question Judith Warner asks in this national bestseller after taking a good, hard look at the world of modern parenting--at anxious women at work and at home and in bed with unhappy husbands.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhen Warner had her first child, she was living in Paris, where parents routinely left their children home, with state-subsidized nannies, to join friends in the evening for dinner or to go on dates with their husbands. When she returned to the States, she was stunned by the cultural differences she found toward how people think about effective parenting--in particular, assumptions about motherhood. None of the mothers she met seemed happy; instead, they worried about the possibility of not having the perfect child, panicking as each developmental benchmark approached.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eCombining close readings of mainstream magazines, TV shows, and pop culture with a thorough command of dominant ideas in recent psychological, social, and economic theory, \u003ci\u003ePerfect Madness\u003c\/i\u003e addresses our cultural assumptions, and examines the forces that have shaped them.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWorking in the tradition of classics like Betty Friedan's \u003ci\u003eThe Feminine Mystique\u003c\/i\u003e and Christopher Lasch's \u003ci\u003eThe Culture of Narcissism\u003c\/i\u003e, and with an awareness of a readership that turned recent hits like \u003ci\u003eThe Bitch in the House\u003c\/i\u003e and Allison Pearson's \u003ci\u003eI Don't Know How She Does It\u003c\/i\u003e into bestsellers, Warner offers a context in which to understand parenting culture and the way we live, as well as ways of imagining alternatives--actual concrete changes--that might better our lives.\u003cb\u003ePart I: The Mommy Mystique\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003ci\u003ePreface\u003c\/i\u003e: \"This Mess\"\u003cbr\u003e1. Introduction: The Mommy Mystique\u003cbr\u003e2. The \u003ci\u003eNew\u003c\/i\u003e Problem That Has No Name\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003ePart II: The Motherhood Religion\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e3. The Sacrificial Mother\u003cbr\u003e4. Selfish Mothers, Forsaken Children\u003cbr\u003e5. Millennial Motherhood\u003cbr\u003e6. The Motherhood Religion\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cb\u003ePart III: Ourselves, As Mothers\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e7. A Generation of Control Freaks\u003cbr\u003e8. Running Scared\u003cbr\u003e9. Winner-Take-All Parenting\u003cbr\u003e10. Wonderful Husbands\u003cbr\u003e11. For a Politics of Quality of Life\u003cbr\u003e12. Conclusion\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003ci\u003eAcknowledgments\u003cbr\u003eBibliography\u003cbr\u003eIndex\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\"Manifestoes blast their way into the popular consciousness on two kinds of fuel: recognition (we see ourselves in them) and rage (we can no longer tolerate the injustice they describe). Judith Warner's '\u003ci\u003ePerfect Madness\u003c\/i\u003e' brims with both.\" \u003ci\u003e—\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003eThe New York Times Book Review\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\"How did we become a nation of worry-wart, control-freak mothers? Warner does a superb job of succinctly tracing the societal evolution and parenting theories from the postwar, Dr. Spock '50s and '60s through the past three decades since the dawn of feminism...\u003ci\u003e[Perfect Madness]\u003c\/i\u003e is sure to stir controversy and emotions.\" \u003ci\u003e—\u003cb\u003eSan Francisco Chronicle\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\"\u003ci\u003ePerfect Madness\u003c\/i\u003e has struck a chord among middle-class moms guilt-tripped into being time-martyrs and trying to micromanage their children’s lives.\" \u003ci\u003e—\u003cb\u003ePeople\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\"\u003ci\u003ePerfect Madness\u003c\/i\u003e has struck a chord with moms across the country, who believe they're going crazy.\"\u003ci\u003e —\u003cb\u003eDallas Morning News\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\"In the end [Warner] arrives at the controversial conclusion that mothers are not victims of outside forces but rather their own worst enemies. The bigger issue, Ms. Warner argues, is that whether working or not, moms are consumed by what she sees as a new 'soul-draining' perfectionism that's turned parenting—from the first ultrasound to the last college application—into a competitive sport. Ms. Warner's observations inject new life into what has become a long, tired debate.\" \u003ci\u003e—\u003cb\u003eNew York Observer\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\"In this polemic about contemporary motherhood, Warner argues that the gains of feminism are no match for the frenzied perfectionism of American parenting. In the absence of any meaningful health, child-care, or educational provisions, martyrdom appears to be the only feasible model for successful maternity—with destructive consequences for both mothers and children. Comparing this situation with her experiences of child-rearing in France, Warner finds American 'hyper-parenting'—pre-school violin and Ritalin on demand—'just plain crazy.' The trouble is a culture that, though it places enormous private value on children, neglects them in the arenas of public policy. She is concerned less with sexual politics than with the more persuasive effects of the 'winner take all' mentality, and makes an urgent case for more socially integrated parenthood.\" \u003ci\u003e—\u003cb\u003eThe New Yorker\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\"Modern motherhood is exacting costs . . . With \u003ci\u003ePerfect Madness\u003c\/i\u003e, Warner convincingly shows the psychological damages.\" \u003ci\u003e\u003cb\u003e—Washington Post Book World\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\"[\u003ci\u003ePerfect Madness]\u003c\/i\u003e has struck a chord among middle-class moms guilt-tripped into being time-martyrs and trying to micromanage their children's lives.\" \u003ci\u003e—\u003cb\u003ePeople\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\"A sharply observed study of motherhood in today's culture.\" \u003ci\u003e—\u003cb\u003eAtlanta Journal-Constitution\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\"Warner argues for a saner society, where everyone would have access to a decent living and enough family time for themselves and their children.\"\u003ci\u003e —\u003cb\u003ePublishers Weekly\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\"[Judith Warner's] words have struck a nerve with modern mothers.\" \u003ci\u003e—\u003cb\u003eRichmond Times Dispatch\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\"Warner has…inspired the beginnings of debate about where neurotic motherhood leads.\" \u003ci\u003e—\u003cb\u003eLondon Observer\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\"\u003ci\u003ePerfect Madness\u003c\/i\u003e is the utter madness of life in a frenzy around the children. But it also hints at the madness that is inherent in women's attempts to be 'perfect mothers' and have 'perfect' children. As a result they give up everything that distinguished them as individual women—with a variety of wishes, desires, and interests—before they became mothers.\" \u003ci\u003e—\u003cb\u003eHa'Aretz\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cb\u003eJudith Warner \u003c\/b\u003eis the author of the \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e bestselling \u003ci\u003ePerfect Madness: Motherhood in the Age of Anxiety\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eHillary Clinton: The Inside Story\u003c\/i\u003e, as well as several other books. She writes the Domestic Disturbances column for the \u003ci\u003eNew York Times\u003c\/i\u003e website and is a former special correspondent for \u003ci\u003eNewsweek\u003c\/i\u003e in Paris. She lives in Washington, D.C., with her husband and their children.From the Preface\u003cbr\u003e“This Mess”\u003cp\u003eThis is a very personal book.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eIt is a snapshot of motherhood - of parenthood, really - as I found it in Washington, D.C., and its suburbs from the fall of 2000 to the summer of 2004. And although in writing it I made every effort to take my research further--away from the big cities of the East Coast, back in time to the colonial roots of America's cultural history, then forward again to our day--I know that what I have written here is not an encyclopedic overview of Motherhood, Now and Forever.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eIt's not a scholarly history.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eNeither is it a book of self-help.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eIt's not a book about the work-family conflict.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eNor is it about \"balance,\" or the problems of working mothers, or the virtues of stay-at-home motherhood.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eIt does not contain much by way of policy.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eIt will not tell you how to raise your children.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eIt is, rather, an exploration of a feeling. That caught-by-the-throat feeling so many mothers have today of always doing something wrong.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAnd it's about a conviction I have that this feeling--this widespread, choking cocktail of guilt and anxiety and resentment and regret--is poisioning motherhood for American women today. Lowering our horizons and limiting our minds. Sapping energy that we should have for ourselves and our children. And drowning out thoughts that might lead us, collectively, to formulate solutions.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThe feeling has many faces but it doesn't really have a name. It's not depression. It's not oppression. It's a mix of things, a kind of too-muchness. An existential discomfort. A \"mess,\" as one woman I interviewed called it, for lack of a better word.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShe wasn't a woman who normally lacked for words. She was a newspaper editor. A headline writer. A professional wordsmith. And yet, as she sat with me one night, half-buried in a sofa in a circle of moms, she struggled, and stumbled, as she tried to express what it was that made her life feel like it was always about to come apart.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eNone of it made much sense, really, she said. She was a person lucky enough to have many choices. In the hope of finding \"balance\" she'd chosen to scale down her career--working part-time and at night, in order to spend as much time as possible with her nine-year-old daughter.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThis is the kind of arrangement that mothers are supposed to dream of. This mom knew she ought to feel blessed. But somehow, nothing had worked out as planned. Working nights meant that she was tired all the time, and cranky, and stressed. And forever annoyed with her husband. And now--her daughter was after her to get a day job. It seemed she was finding that having Mom around most of the time wasn't all it was cracked up to be, particularly if Mom was forever on the edge. So what was she to do?\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThe woman waved her hands in circles, helplessly. \"What I'm trying to figure out--\" She paused. \"What I'm trying to remember…;is how I ended up raising this princess…;how I got into…;how to get out of…;this, this, this…;this mess.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThis mess.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThe words crackled like lightning in the suburban living room where we'd been sitting since sunset. It was a Tuesday evening in the winter of 2002, the bath-into-bed-time hour was past, and the moms, out for a night without kids, were exhausted. The conversation had been moving laboriously, the big issue, Motherhood, lurching heavily across the coffee table like a big medicine ball full of angst.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eLike the newspaper editor, the other moms didn't feel entitled to complain. By any objective measure, they had easy lives--kids in good schools, houses in good neighborhoods, dependable husbands whose incomes allowed them to mostly choose what they wanted to do with their time. Most had chosen to pursue Mommy Track jobs--part-time work, a big cut in ambition and salary. But they didn't mind that; they knew that that was a privilege. Still, there was something that bugged them. It ate away at them. It cast a pall on all the rest. What they couldn't make peace with was the feeling that somehow, more globally, they were living Mommy Track lives.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eLives filled with knee pads and bake sales and dentist's appointments and car seats. Lives somehow lesser than those of their full-time working husbands--men who managed, when the kids ran wild in the morning, spilling their Cheerios, and losing their shoes, to lose themselves in the newspaper, fading \"into black and white\" at the breakfast table, as one mom put it to me, \"just like Father Knows Best.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThe moms' lives were punctuated by boxer shorts on the floor and quilt-making at school, carpooling and play dates and mother-daughter book clubs, and getting in to see the right dentist and worrying about whether they had the wrong pediatrician, and, and, and, layer after layer of trivia and absurdity that sometimes made them feel like they were going out of their heads.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eSometimes, a rage seized them that was hard to control. Sometimes, everything just seemed out of control. \"Living in past, present, and future all at one time,\" one mom said, \"I get overwhelmed. I get worried about things falling apart.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eEvery three months, they would blow. Every now and then, their husbands and children knew, they had to leave Mommy alone. It was a standard part of their family lives. The \"Zen of the boxer shorts,\" as one mother called it, could only last for so long.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAnd the real problem was--the worst of it all was--it wasn't altogether clear that what they were doing with their lives was actually worthwhile. The choices and the compromises--when all was said and done, they didn't seem to add up to all that much. Not to a great sense of achievement. Not to a great sense of pride. There was no gratitude from their families, certainly. Their husbands had started taking a tone. It sounded like: \"This is what I want you to do…;\" Their children simply wondered what they did with their time.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eTheir children had almost all of them, and they just wanted more, more, more. And after years of always trying to give more, give their all, they were coming to realize that more wasn't necessarily right. But what to do, then?\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"The children are the center of the household and everything goes around them,\" said a woman who'd left a prestigious government job working on child-care policy because it allowed her no time with her kids. \"You want to do everything and be everything for them because this is your job now. You take all the energy and enthusiasm you had in your career and you feel the need to be as successful raising your children as you were in the workplace. And you can make your kids totally crazy in the process.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"And,\" another stay-at-home mom put in, \"the reality is: at the end of the day, you could put your heart in it and it could be all cocked up. For nothing wrong that you did. Your kids could wind up a mess, and there's your life's work.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThere was a problem floating in the room, a problem so big and so strange that the women couldn't quite name it. It wasn't exactly guilt. It wasn't exactly stress. It wasn't exactly anger. It was all of that and more.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"…;This mess.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThose two simple words were like a code-breaker. Everything became clear then, and suddenly, the sentences flew.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"It's like they keep a tally of the did-nots.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"I am absolutely and scarily consumed by rage.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"I want my kids to think of me not just as doing for them but also as fun.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"I think we're making ourselves crazy.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Your kids can end up completely messed up.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Are we neurotic, insecure? What got us to here?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eI couldn't answer those questions back then. I didn't even try. The fact is: I was put off that night by those smartest-of-the-smart, well-off, and powerful women, with their Washington insider lives.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAll women should have problems like yours, I found myself thinking. We all should be so lucky.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eIt was only later, when I stepped back, transcribed the conversation, and read--and read and read--more transcripts and articles and e-mails and books and policy papers, when I stepped back and listened to the cultural conversation on motherhood going on in my home and in theirs and, I believe, in all of ours, that I came to see that, indeed, most women did. Have problems like theirs. In varying forms. And in varying degress, depending on how much money and how much luck and how many real choices they had. I came to believe that all mothers in America, in differing ways and to different degrees, were caught up in The Mess. And that's because the climate in which we now mother is, in many ways, just plain crazy.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eIt's not the \"fault\" of the media. Or the Christian Right. Or George W. Bush. Or Phyllis Schlafly. Or Dr. Laura Schlessinger. Or Mrs. Doubtfire. It's us--this generation of mothers. And it's the way our culture has groomed and greeted us. Mixing promise with politics, feminism with \"family values,\" science and sound bites and religion and, above all, fear into a combustible combination that is nothing less than perfect madness\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Riverhead Books","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46300979822821,"sku":"NP9781594481703","price":24.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9781594481703.jpg?v=1767734657","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/products\/perfect-madness-isbn-9781594481703","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}