I was out this weekend doing the usual running of errands and playing taxi for the kids and one of my neighbors who just had a baby a few days ago invited me into her home to see the new baby. As I was leaving, she tells me, “You are always so fabulous. I hope I am that way when I am a mother.”
I laughed because it’s a little funny to me. Some people have an idea in their heads that when you become a mother, you have to be dowdy and drab. Of course that is not the case. Being a mother is a stressful job which can be challenging, but I also am a believer of keeping up my appearance and staying somewhat fashionable while doing so. BUT at the same time, I am not living a glamourous life by any means. I do enjoy just being a plane Jane of sorts and enjoying a life without make-up. This is true.
For instance, when I went grocery shopping on Sunday, I did so in beret, sweatpants and t-shirt sans make-up. Far from fabulosity but I still felt beautiful. Make-up doesn’t define me. It gives me extra pizazz, makes me stand out in a crowd, but it’s not me. At the end of the day, I enjoy sitting at the house or running errands with a clean face, hair in a ponytail over being all dolled up. I can be plain or I can be fab. I still do both with appeal.
Being fabulous is hard. And at the end of the day, I just want to be me. I appreciate being looked upon as a glamourous mother of two, but when I look in the mirror, I don’t see that. I just see a 34 year old woman with a teen and a kindergartner making her way through life.
What do you see?
What are your thoughts on being fabulous while being a mother? Do you think it’s over the top when you see a mother out and about all glammed up? Let’s discuss!