Drop the Jokes: Let's Be Happy for Snooki and Her Baby

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Snooki had a baby. The Internet has been on fire for nine-ish months. There have been jokes and monologues and e-cards and memes and more jokes about Snooki having a baby. At first I laughed about it -- just like everyone else. I mean, she is so easy to look down on, right? There are hours and hours of footage of her being ridiculous on TV. And sure, she placed herself in the position by signing on to do a reality show. I get that. But it must really suck to have your pregnancy laughed at. That must hurt.

What is she, 25? 24?

Snooki (© Ken Babolocsay/Globe Photos/ZUMAPRESS.com)
Photo Credit: © Ken Babolocsay/Globe Photos/ZUMAPRESS.com

We need to remember what it was like in our early twenties. How every emotion you felt seemed raw. How you were impulsive and did stupid things. I know I did. Granted, I didn't have a camera crew following me around. Thank God for that because my mom might never speak to me again if she saw some of the crazy shit I did.

There is no footage of me in my twenties for my children to find like there is for her. But there are some doozies that do exist in the form of pictures. Let's just say, I have them hidden already. Someday I am sure they will be found. Maybe I should bury them in the yard or burn them? Nah. It was a part of my life that was fun, even though I did make some astoundingly reckless decisions. Just like so many young adults do. So condemning Snooki would be pretty damn hypocritical of me and I suspect the same for a lot of other people too.

The point? I am a really good mom. I mean not to toot my own horn but I kind of kick ass at it (ok, so I tooted it a bit just then). I partied like a rock star in my twenties. On tables. Drenched in beer. Yelling like an idiot at the top of my lungs because I could never seem to keep a normal tone of voice. I was that girl. You know the one. Some of the people who knew me then might have thought I would suck at being a parent. But I don't. I grew up. It's what happens as we live. We change.

So I propose we leave Snooki be. Let's not make fun of her or her baby.

What if all the moms of the Internet united to give her some respite from all the venom? Let's remember how it felt when we held our babies for the first time. How perfect it all was. How we suddenly understood the love that only a mama can know. And how everyone around us basked in our new mom and baby glow. The faces of beaming relatives, happy for us. Life stood still. It was life-changing.

Snooki is a new mama now. And I'm going to go even one step further and be happy for her. And I think you should too.


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