I'm not sure - but it seems like the F-word is a tad (LOT) more prevalent.
I remember as a kid, hearing my mom say the F-word meant she was really pissed or hurt or frustrated. Nowadays, I hear it at work, in a meeting. When I chat with my neighbours. Um - in my own house (A LOT).
In my youth, I dissected society's more blasé usage of the word with friends over cocktails. How it has become an adverb, an adjective. A way to express oneself.
And now, I'm like, whoa potty-mouth. Haven't you noticed there's a kid present?
So we've taken the following actions. I poke or raise my eyebrows or simply correct Hubby's language when he makes a slip. And when I make a slip, he.... does nothing.
It's not that he doesn't agree that we should not be swearing around Miss M, but it's gotten to the point that I honestly don't think he even notices how often he uses the word, so there's no trigger, no way to self-edit.
It's lame and it's tacky and it's a bit embarrassing to admit.
It hasn't sunk in yet. But you know she's just waiting for that perfect time to drop the F-bomb. Because she's a smart cookie that one. Her vocab is definitely over 50 words. Dudes, remember - she's starting to articulate her feelings!!
The day is coming when she will start to pepper her burgeoning sentences with this oh-so-expressive term.
That will be the day that I shrink back into my MomShell with humiliation and die.