I have been a mom by title for three years. It’s an ever-evolving state. Some days, I’m like, “Whoa, you go Super Mom!” Other days, it’s more like, “Wow, we just made it.”
But while the evolution of me being a mom is one thing that I will foreseeably bee working on for the rest of my life. The evolution of my outward, worldly, mom appearance is in definite need of some help.
So, we become a mom. Maybe we planned for it. Maybe we didn’t.
Either way, does this leap into the Momhood mean a leap into those Mom jeans?
I would never have described myself as a fashionista. I’m not even a Maxxinista that you see on those commercials. I’ve always been a jeans and flannel shirt kind of gal. But, I have to say, I’ve lost my way in the world of clothing options.
I see other moms out there. You know, they are everywhere. Often I see the yoga pants-hoodie combo. Love it. I would live in that if I could. I see others who opt for the leggings tucked into riding boots look. And, still others, who go all-out-fashion on us and wow, they look amazing. But, even if I could afford it, is that me?
Who am I?
Am I Mom? Am I (hot) wife? Am I tomboy girl who would wear a feedsack if it were socially acceptable? Am I bohemian?
What’s my title? Hey, what’s your title? Maybe I can get in on that.
These days, I’m mostly Mom who just wants to make it out of the house without spit-up on my clothing. Also, if you are interested, I am also wearing flowy tops that don’t show too much cleavage. You know that toddler will just pull it down even farther in public at the absolute worst moment, like when you are talking to your boss’s wife at the grocery store. Just sayin’.
Those flowy tops also are great for covering up those pounds I haven’t lost from before I had kids … plus those pregnancy pounds … plus those pounds from the entire pack of Club crackers that I ate at 10 p.m. after my second beer as I’m falling asleep on the couch watching “The Mysteries of Laura” on DVR.
Just sayin’. So, what are you wearing?