[I typed this out around Mother's Day and never published it. I think because the pics didn't turn out so great. Oh, well, I'm pretty sure my days of snap shots turning into super hot photos accidentally are over. These days I need a whole day to get ready and a very patient photographer.]
Have you ever thrown yourself together for something special and received so many compliments you're embarrassed? And, do those complements ever make you wonder, "wow, what does this mean about how I look every other day?" Yeah, that was me during Mother's Day week this past year. My daughter had muffins with mom at her preschool, and I decided we would dress up for the occasion. She was adorable in her little striped dress and runny nose. I was rocking some super sexy heels and a clip in my hair. We were something else. My favorite complement from a super awesome lady working the front desk, "you're just all kinds of fine today." I'm gonna pretend she wasn't smiling and laughing while she said it. My thirty something, mother of three, married for more than a decade ego needed that. The best, though, was when my oldest asked me to wear my pretty dress to his mother's tea the next day. So, obviously I obliged, feeling confident it would all work out the same. Ha!
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| Day 1: "All kinds of fine" [Yes, I do know there is snot coming out of her nose. Yes, I do have photoshop. Yes, I do have the skills to 'fix' the photo. No, I do not have the time. Plus, I'm on my mobile.] |
Well, even though the outfit was already decided, and all I had to do was shower and fix my hair, you would think I would have been early or at least right on time. I was a little late, and subsequently rushing to get in the door. I had to cross gravel, grass and mud to enter the building the way the school prefers we enter for safety. I'm wearing the same sexy heels as the previous day, only today I wasn't rocking them so well. Gravel in my shoe, stumbling and fumbling, one of my shoes kept slipping off at the heel, and obviously, I couldn't be alone in my struggle. There were moms outside talking, some older children (his school is K-12), and a super nice teenage boy I know got a kick out of seeing me stumble in because, as he opened the door for me, I caught the smirk that indicated he was trying pretty hard not to laugh. I was clearly a sight to see. I swear I should have just gone in jeans and sneakers, but that sweet little boy wanted to show off his pretty mommy. And, I couldn't say no. I made it in, feeling as disheveled as if I had rolled out of bed and jumped in the car. The heels the dress, all of it made me feel so silly. Then I saw that smile. The boy who made me a mommy looked at me so proud and excited to see me that I nearly cried. He grabbed my arm to escort me in, and I forgot all about looking like I'd never worn a dress or a pair of heels before. Well, until now. It was a wonderful tea, and a nice reminder of how my life has changed.
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| Day 2: To me, frazzled and out of place. To him, "You look beautiful, Mommy." |
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| THE SHOES: I know the pic is fuzzy, but they're still super cute! I LOVE these heels. I do not love wearing them as I try to walk up hill across gravel and grass. |
There are plenty of days I love painting my face, fussing with my hair and rocking a pair of sexy heels, but most days it's more about the smiles and those sweet little hands on my arm. I can honestly say that some of the moments I felt most beautiful were moments that would make a fashionista gasp. However, I wouldn't trade those precious gifts of time for a super model's body, hair or closet. Those moments will last forever, long after my feet no longer fit into these shoes.
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