Maternal:
Today our sitter came for a few hours so I could take "off" and run errands. Not fun errands but errands without a baby, nonetheless.
I had on my "uniform" which consists of a patterned cotton blend dress (easy to launder at home, dark colors that don't show spit-up or pureed carrots, partially hides my post-preg tummy, appears like I am making an effort) and my FitFlops (that I wear b/c they are comfy and also everyone assumes I am trying to "tone" my legs which makes me feel less lazy).
My hair was in a pony tail (because Hunter pulls it all out if it's down) mainly because I really need to get it colored and cut but haven't had a chance.
I was excited to have my hands free for the first time all week, so I was drumming on my steering wheel with my windows down, singing along to my CD player.
At a stoplight, I looked over to the car next to me b/c I felt a pair of eyes watching me. You know when you just get that strange feeling? It was a young guy, probably 19, getting a kick out of the "concert" I was putting on.
It was at that moment that I realized I was blasting ABBA's Greatest Hits and singing "Lay All Your Love on Me" as though I was the lead role in Mamma Mia.
And then it hit me.
I'm. A. Mom.
Not just Hunter's Mommy...
I am an actual MOM!!
The kind who wears their hair back with predictable comfy clothes and shoes and listens to music that the younger generations wouldn't even know if they weren't in current movies.
(It's like when I saw "I am Sam" for the first time and LOVED the soundtrack and my parents were like "Duh! Welcome to The Beatles.")
So let's face it, kids...I never thought I'd be one but here I am less than 7 months in and already eagerly singing show tunes in the car on the way to the grocery store.
Watch out, Mom-Jeans, I will find you and wear you!
**On a side note, on the way to Boston last weekend we saw a son and his Mom driving to college with a dorm-room packed car and a UCONN bumper sticker in the back window. I totally LOST it and sobbed to Travis "Our little boy is going to leave us!" When did this happen? Trav's worried b/c Hunter hasn't even started Daycare, let alone Preschool, K-5, Junior High, or High School...College seems so far away until you see it driving next to you.
Amused:
Tonight I ran into a good Mommy friend on the Promenade. She introduced me to her husband as an organized (not!) Super Mom. It made me laugh b/c anyone who knows me well can tell you otherwise. It also made me remember this email I sent out to a girlfriend a few weeks ago...
"So I've finally given up...I'll admit it. I am not, nor will I ever be, Wonder Woman.
I wish I was.
She has that cool invisible helicopter and arm cuffs...we all know how much I love arm cuffs!! :)
But the fact of the matter is, you can't paint and redecorate a bathroom in 3 hours unless you are on a TLC show with helpers.So my new and improved Kiddie Bathroom is not yet new and improved. Although it will be by Friday if you'd like to come take a looksy.
I'm not Wonder Woman...and sometimes I think I am because sometimes Travis thinks I am...but that's no fun...because when he thinks I am, he expects me to be and that is just too much pressure. ;)
Besides, the best part of being Wonder Woman is the element of surprise...and if I say "Surprise! I painted the bathroom, cooked dinner, taught Hunter his alphabet, and organized a Baby Shower" and Trav says "What did you do the rest of the day?" then I am just an adult in a cape and arm cuffs.
Anyways if you are wondering what this off the wall email is about, it's an apology. Sorry I wasn't myself tonight. I was dealing with the disappointment of reality --- well, that and I inhaled fumes for about 3 hours straight and my virginal (to drugs) body went haywire. ha ha
I'm off to make sure a munchkin is sleeping and install a bubble blowing frog in his tub. Goodnight!"
Fortunate:
And speaking of the Promenade, how lucky are we to be able to walk along the Hudson (ick) River with a breath-taking view of the city every day and night? My favorite time of day is dusk...the sun has set and the buildings reflect gold in their windows. SOOOO pretty!! But best-of-all is the Ben and Jerry's along the walk. No, not really. Best-of-all is that I can go on a walk with Hunter and run into familiar faces and friends all along the way. We have suc
h a great community here and our Mommy support system is better than I ever imagined it could be. Thanks for being there for me and Hunter. :) Here's a pic from my iPhone tonight:
Hunter is watching the City Lights and kicking his foot against the stroller to try and knock my water bottle out so he can play with it. Little Monkey!
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