Becoming a mother has done so many amazing things to shift, deepen, and otherwise tweak my perspective on a great number of subjects. I've become a critical consumer of children's programming (no, really, there's a big difference between the good stuff and the bad stuff). I've become even more politically active because I literally see the future every day in my 2 and 5 year old. These are changes I appreciate, but even when I appreciate new understandings, they can sometimes be depressing. For example, observing society's views on sex since becoming a mom hasn't necessarily been easy. I always kinda knew, but having children has really highlighted, for me, what a damn dirty dumpster fire we've come to accept as perfectly normal.
I've been pretty well-aware of America's creepy, contradictory, mostly narrow, and deeply hypocritical attitudes about sex and sexuality for a while now. I mean, I'm a woman who grew up in American culture, so I've faced my fair share of it, personally. "We value and shun any displays of your sexuality! So be sexy! But remember that you shouldn't try to be sexy! But you should put in some effort! But don't! Because sex is great! And shameful! It's private, but look at this mostly naked model on an enormous billboard on your way to school." Yeah. It's great.
However, while a lot of this is evident with even a little nudging and analysis, and none of the following items are entirely new information, the presence of my children in my life has allowed me to behold all the hellish splendor in a new and horrifying light.