i believe that i will survive this journey, but i want to thrive. i want people to see me do phenomenal things and snarf their TaB™ because of it’s sheer awesomeness. although i am quite possibly the least “together” person i have encountered, there is a great deal of hoping on my part that you will not notice and still be taken with me. this all leads me to a picture that is a firm physical reminder that i do not in fact have it together and that life moves on…
so after hazel was born i signed molly corin up for preschool, two days a week. it soon becomes blaringly obvious that my off-the-charts extroverted movie star-princess-cowgirl-pirate will need something that is specifically hers. i do this with some reservations and a healthy bucket of self-disapproval as i am a stay-at-home mom and we are not loaded, but i do it nonetheless. weeeeeelllllllllll, it turns out this was probably one of the best decisions that i have made as a mom. molly corin thrived! there were things to learn, people to see, and group visits to the child-sized potty! it was like setting me free in a handbag outlet with my closest friends. i digress. anyway, these other mammas were not my friends. i had never met them and i usually showed up unshowered and frazzled, with a 98 pound infant car seat on my arm and visibly hanging on by a thread. i tried to bring awesome snacks, i tried to plan a playdate or two, but it all really came together for me on the morning that i didn’t remember to put the wash in the dryer and molly corin had no clothes. “eh, i am breezy! what does it really matter if i send her in her nasty, stained target pink pants and her gorilla shirt anyway?”
it matters because it is picture day!
that’s right; my lack of togetherness caught on film. the hopes of the traditional line of photographs bringing you up the stairs to the children’s rooms dashed against a stone. she would forever need therapy because i did not have her at her best for PICTURE DAY!!!