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Kerri McLean

How bragging mums on social media make the rest of us feel like we're failing our children

Kerry McLean


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Freya Houlding, seven, (centre) climbed Piz Badile - on the border of Switzerland and Italy - along with her mother Jessica, 41, (left, with three-year-old Jackson on her back) and professional climber father Leo Houlding, 40

Freya Houlding, seven, (centre) climbed Piz Badile - on the border of Switzerland and Italy - along with her mother Jessica, 41, (left, with three-year-old Jackson on her back) and professional climber father Leo Houlding, 40

Freya Houlding, seven, (centre) climbed Piz Badile - on the border of Switzerland and Italy - along with her mother Jessica, 41, (left, with three-year-old Jackson on her back) and professional climber father Leo Houlding, 40

My name is Kerry McLean and I am a terrible mother. At least that's how I'm made to feel sometimes and I'm sure I'm not the only one.

Every time I log on to social media, I'm confronted with the image of another super parent, healthy good-looking souls, with perfect hair and wide, white smiles, standing beside their identical, gifted offspring.

These mothers, and I'm sorry but it is usually the mums, are pros when it comes to the humble brag and always begin their posts with phrases like, "I'm always so tired at the moment but I guess that's the price you pay for running 20 miles before your organic breakfast!" or "After a hard day gardening and growing all our own vegetables, my children are whipping up a souffle for our dinner. #Blessed."