Being a Mom became a number one as soon as my oldest entered the world. Every once in a while I get to be an adult, as I like to call it. As if I’m not an “adult” normally. As if caring for my children day in and day out isn’t being an “adult”. But I think you know what I mean.
Every once in a while, I get to dress up nice, wear those heels I tell you about – you know that line about “stiletto wearing, cabernet sipping…” it’s true…just sometimes they’re a little shorter and the wine isn’t always cabernet.
Every once in a while, I get to put on a pretty dress and my dancin’ shoes or I get to head to a conference and use the ol’ noggin’ for more than just toddler talk. Every once in a while I dress up for an event or I get some pictures done where I have a friend who gets that lighting (and some photoshopping) just right. Every once in a while, I get to put on some fun fashionable clothing because I’m not worrying about whether it’s going to work with the dynamic of the day with kids in tow. See that ivory jacket below…it does not come out with kids around. Just sayin’.
Being an “adult” and dressing up a bit, it’s a refreshing change and a much needed reprieve from stretchy pants and casual clothing. Everyone should get to feel pretty from time to time and stretchy pants with an equally stretchy hairband around my head daily isn’t cutting it. But that’s just what works most days.
Not that I would hope to dress up each and every day and truthfully, when I go out and about, I do try to be somewhat presentable and even fashionable, but it’s hard to pull it off when you’re getting so many other people out of the house in addition to yourself. It’s so much easier when it’s just you – which is why, if you ever see my at a conference, I’ll always be put together, because that’s fun for me.
When I went to BBC Philly last weekend, I was able to learn a lot more about blogging and enjoy some quality time with friends. It reminded me about why I loved blogging and took me back to Blogher last year when I attended my first conference and felt that same feeling of inspiration and renewed focus.
But I’m also glad to be back home with my girls.
Sure, I’m back to my everyday, being a mom with a usually less glamorous look…
But those early morning snuggles, I mean….
Sure I’m missing those adult interactions and the intellectual stimulation where my mind was racing with new thoughts and ideas throughout the day…but those moments when Charlotte says to me in the car, “Mommy! da de be ba Dance??!” (her way of requesting I turn on music) as she proceeds to bounce around to the beat in her seat…
Totally worth my time.
Or when she hunts me down in my secret hiding spot for some special cuddles all her own…
I wouldn’t trade that for anything in the world.
And the mornings when my beautiful oldest daughter puts together her own unique ensembles…
Makes me realize she’s growing up too fast and that I need to savor each and every moment I have with her while celebrating her individuality.
So while I enjoy being away and I enjoy my time being an “adult”…. I adore being a mom and the quality time with my girls even more.
My time with them is so precious. I’ve said this time and time again, but I’ll say it again…my heart is overflowing with love for these girls….being their mom is such a gift, and these truly are the moments that define my life.