It was one of those perfectly routine mornings.
Wake up, shower, make breakfast, get their lunches made, wake up the kids, get them ready and 8.05am sharp, start the walk to school. Interestingly the school rush hour sometimes makes it longer to take the car, so on days like today, when the sky is a bright clear blue, we choose to walk.
Those days are gone when I could drop him off to school, wait to say bye and sometimes even get a light hug or a high five. In fact the hugs stopped 4 years ago, and now I am lucky if I can get a casual wave, which in the "almost teenager" world means, "Bye Mom, I love you too!" or so I have been told.
These days, we walk and stop about 100 yards before we reach the crossing guard, and say our non hugging byes. He walks with a casual cool look, while I wait, and pretend to play with his little sis as he crosses the road and is almost at the end of the side walk. Ok, you can say it, a little over protective and that's okay, after all these days are not going to come back. He has most of his life to be a grown up, but just a few more years to be a kid.
As I walk back, an everyday Mom greets me with a "Hi, how are you?" Usually, that's the extent of our conversation. I don't know her name, and I doubt it if she knows mine. But today was different, she paused and exchanged a sentence or two with my little one. And then asked me, "where do you work?" I said, "I work at home, I work for my kids." She smiled and said, "that's really nice, that's the best job."
She made me very happy, I was enjoying my blissful state, and she said "but you're always looking fresh and dressed up."
|Dress up for no one, but yourself!|
Well, at that point the look on my face was "Huh! What did she just say?" Thankfully what came out from my mouth was a shade smarter. I told her with a fake smile,
"I dress up to go to work, just like you do."
That's all it took. We smiled and said our byes and went our ways. I am sure she thought of me as a smug, and that's okay. I honestly don't care.
Few hours pass by and its time for pick up, I see a mom, she was waiting in Valet pick up, stepped out to talk to another parent and she was in her PJ's. I am not trying to be judgmental or saying that I have a great wardrobe or an amazing sense of fashion. On the contrary, I don't wear designer stuff, most of the stuff I buy is from wherever they have a good sale going, but I refuse to go to school with a "straight out of bed look."
The sad truth is I have never seen a dad dropping of their kids in a "straight out of bed look." Why do we mom's create this image for ourselves?
Being a SAHM mom is absolutely every reason to look and feel pretty. It doesn't matter what dress size you wear or what is the color of your complexion. You are beautiful so dress up for yourself.
Dress up, like you would, if you were going to work in the real world; because you are.
Today was just one of those Imperfectly Perfect days!