Today I feel like I need to write an apology. Even though no one was hurt by my thoughts or feelings, I've had some misconceptions that others may need to read. This is a formal apology to the stay-at-home mom (SAHM). Maybe seeing someone else having their eyes opened will either validate and encourage you as a SAHM, or open your eyes as well if you are not one.
And now I'm back writing this a day later... because being a SAHM means that basically everything you do will most likely be interrupted.
So I saw a mom with a double jogging stroller, in her typical nike shorts and baseball cap, running her heart out. And I stopped for a second as I had a paradigm shift. "Wow, look at her! Way to go! " Why on earth would I have viewed her so very differently a few years ago? Why would deep down in the messy -- but honest -- part of me would I have thought, "Oh look, a Homewood-mom. Just having a day with nothing to do but take the kids to the park and have a workout in her coordinated workout outfit."
WAS I EVEN SERIOUS ABOUT LIFE? GAH. I want to clock my past-self in the head.
Probably she was too tired to workout but decided to do it anyway. Probably getting both of those kids strapped in that stroller was harder than wrangling two squirrels into doll's dresses. Probably she has nice workout clothes because 1. that's what makes sense when you're going to WORK OUT, duh. and 2. It's nice to not have to look like a complete hobo when you probably haven't showered or brushed your hair (hence the cap).
And then I picked up my son, and he pulled the ponytail holder off my attempt-at-having-fixed-hair braid. Maybe a hat is a good decision for me today, too. *sigh*
I would like to give a fist-bump to the double-stroller running mom, an ode to the yoga pants, and put a spotlight on some DIY masters.
Well, hello there! Welcome to my new blog!
After taking nearly a 2-year hiatus from blogging, I am now jumping back in the game -- despite second-guessing my decision no less than 72 times. Ha! Here are some of the thoughts that bounced around my crazy new-mom head that brought me here. Hopefully some of you can relate, and the rest of you... well, don't judge me for being so self-critical and maybe just be happy that my Instagram posts won't have 3-paragraph-long captions.
To accompany this post are my "Welcome to Mom-Life" photos taken by the fabulous Morgan Trinker.