It is a Monday in all ways...
First, I didn't want to get out of bed. It just seems so difficult on Monday. Then, the nosey worker at the coffee shop wouldn't stop with the horrible jokes. Then, as I'm already almost late to nannying I get behind the handicap bus, and dump truck on the feeder road to the interstate. When it splits into two lanes, the dump truck naturally gets in the left lane.... I drive off yelling " MOVE IT'S A MONDAY!!" and finish guzzling my rocket fuel (coffee). As I was waiting to turn this morning I watched this middle aged mother cross the street with her two kids. They looked to be 2 1/2 and 6 months. She looked like she was about 45, but was probably 35... Her hair looked like it hadn't seen a brush in 6 plus months, and her mom shorts were riding up her ass. I started wondering, if you are predestined to be that mom. I have never heard any young lady say, I can't wait to look like a frazzled wreck toting multiple children around town...
What if this is the only time in life I'll be able to say " I made it from scratch"??? Does one know if they'll be the skinny starved mom with a smile on her face , who runs on "E", stays up till all hours of the night sewing buttons on little Johnny's dinosaur costume, volunteers for a charity, bakes from scratch, and runs the put together looking family. What if I'm the complete opposite... The one who can never shed the baby weight and for the next 40 years of her life looks like she is due to give birth at any minute. The one who no longer bakes, only does store bought or frozen meals. What if I'm the one with kids who don't match, forgot their lunch money again, can't return library books on time... Ahhh~ What if some coffee sipping 20 year old judges me when I try to exercise? This wasn't part of my fairytale dream-- Please- help me understand how I'll figure this out now.
If this is the last time that I'll be able to say I made it from scratch~ I'll make this Monday of the busiest week of the summer, the best Monday ever.
Have totally wondered the same thing. BUT I know US and WE are going to be wonderful mothers. We may not always get it right, but we are going to be absolutely wonderful mothers whose children always know how much we love and adore them. At the end of the day, that's all that matters.
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Maggie
Hey Steph! Love the post...I didn't know you blogged!!! But yeah, I hope not to turn out a frumpy mother, but all in all...my kids will love me! LOL I'm confident though that we'll be able to still be that WONDER WOMAN...god knows my mom is...
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