I think I finally get the whole soccer Mom persona. When you are a Mom you have to redefine your entire life. Previous to children the rewards are all about you. You get paid for your job, you get a raise when you do good , you may even win employee of the month… ha. You go on vacations sit by the pool and bask in the sun while drinking a cocktails. You shop for clothes that you don’t have to bend over in or worry about staining, you wear make up, do your hair and wear earrings that if you had a child would be ripped from ears. You work out whenever you please and so on.
Naturally, or maybe not so, when you become a parent the entire focus shifts onto your children. There is no more “me time” or very little. Your “me time” is 5 minutes here while kids are eating , nap time (if they nap) or after they go to bed. Those precious few hours where you can surf the net, read, write, watch a grown up show or just sit in silence. Still you may not leave the house, so you find quick little ways to reward yourself, a bite of chocolate here, a cookie there a hand full of chips a glass of wine. All of which add up to an extra 15 pounds. That’s a whole baby your carrying around. The extra 15 pounds completely changes your perspective. You feel just a bit dumpy so even if you had the time to shower, put on make or do your hair, you don’t. Sweats and a T-shirt become your uniform because you can bend over in them without showing the world your crack and if your child gets sick on you … oh well.
I remember thinking to myself before children ” I will never look like a dumpy Mom”. I can still hear my annoying pre-child voice now. Here I am four years later looking dumpy as ever wanting to change but a small part of me thinking that would be selfish to actually want something for myself. I used to cling onto anything from my past that was “anti Mom” for example my car. I refused to get a mini van because I just could not even go there. Now I find myself wishing I had one because they are so practical.
Side note I am typing this one handed while my son naps on my chest. Anyway back to Soccer moms ….. What I’m trying to say is….. well I get it…. Mom’s are just in search of a small reward. A little “employee of the month” in the form of chocolate, chips or a glass of wine. In the long run this is no reward at all but rather your mind telling you it’s so.
Yes, it is true, you are no longer the picture in your life but rather the frame….. but keep reminding yourself that the frame enhances the picture. No masterpiece has an ugly, ratty run down frame. A Masterpiece needs and thrives on having a beautiful well maintained frame. On that note the next time you go to pick up the indulgence of day, don’t beat yourself up for partaking in the prize but remember that the real reward is framing your masterpiece with true beauty from the inside out.