Real Mom Confession - Yoga Pants Take 2!

I mentioned in a previous post that I had a long overdue play date with a wonderful mom and her sweet daughter. The girls had fun. Us moms talked and caught up on each others lives. We may have even gossiped a little!

What I didn't mention is that I showed up to this play date in yoga pants. I don't think that needed mentioning, since it is my daily wardrobe, but I want to point it out now because of a comment this wonderful mom made that day. For the sake of this post, let's call her JS.

About halfway into our play date, JS asked when I was going to post again since it had clearly been a while and I "can't get everyone addicted and then not post for a while." Ok, point taken. zI'll get right on it!

Then she made another comment about an e-card that she saw that totally reminded her of me. I'm pretty sure it was this one:

Real Mom Confession - Time

Sorry I haven't posted anything for a week or so. I haven't been extra busy or anything. I just haven't been able to find time to sit down at the computer without my daughter climbing on my lap with her toys and pounding all over the keyboard. 

Just a little Tuesday afternoon reminder

Does anyone else have little ones who always know when you need to get something done, and do everything they can to get attention? 

I did find time today to have a long overdue play date with an awesome woman and her beautiful daughter. Yes, my blog had to wait a bit. But that's okay because the most important things in life are the things that make our children smile. And I saw a lot of smiles today. 

Can't wait for the next play date. Who's in?!

Real Mom Confession - Workouts!

After a long but productive month, I'm finally ready to publicly announce... Are you ready for it?....

I have started working out again, after more than 5 years of complacency and pain.

 I have a million reasons why... none that you care about, I'm sure. (And besides, they are probably totally different then the reasons why any one of you works out, or doesn't workout.) But this is a major milestone for me and I want to share a bit of my journey (and reasons) with you guys. 

Real Mom Confession - Periods

Let's talk about periods. Not punctuation, that's a subject for another day. I'm talking about the monthly visit from Mother Nature. Those 5 pesky days where sneezing could ruin your day (and your favorite pair of panties). The time of the month that you are relieved to see and angry that it is has come yet again.

If you don't want to know or hear about periods, leave now. I will not be offended. Seriously, just close the page and come by for a few laughs on another day.

I HATE periods. I LOATHE periods. I cringe when my body starts to alert me of the unavoidable. It is seriously the worst week ever. My body changes. My mood changes. My face looks like a teenager going through puberty. Fortunately for me, instead of going through all these awful changes once a month, I arranged to instead receive the following text. Mother Nature was very understanding and accommodating in this request.

The scent of Fall

It's no secret. Fall is my favorite season. Maybe it's the return of football. It could be the sweater and tea weather. Or, more likely, it could be the return of pumpkin everything! 

Yes, that's most likely. I love pumpkin spice lattes, pumpkin purée and just about anything that even remotely smells like pumpkin. I'm going to make pumpkin donuts next week and probably gain a few extra pounds. Oh, I'm not fooling anyone... I'm going to gain a lot of extra pounds and bake a ton of deliciously wonderful pumpkin treats!

I know I'm not alone on this. Who else indulges this season!? Come on, let's hear it! 

I'm on my way to get a pumpkin spice latte, anyone care to join me? 

Yoga Pants... A necessity of Motherhood.

Before I had my daughter, I wore mostly jeans with the occasional skirt or dress thrown in for variety. I made a habit of giving myself an hour to get ready before I had to go anywhere. My hair was always blow-dried and I wouldn't be caught dead in public without mascara.

My wardrobe now consists mostly of everyone's favorite, Yoga Pants! I owed yoga pants before I entered the mommy club, but I only wore them at home, on lazy days watching football. I NEVER wore them out in public. It's amazing how much things change in a few short years, mostly because, as a mom, I try so hard to take care of everyone else and make sure that they get out of the house decent and on time, that having a few extra minutes for myself doesn't happen very often and I am not going to squander those precious moments on squeezing into jeans and putting on makeup. I'd much rather have an extra cup of coffee or give myself a fresh manicure.

If you came over to my house right now, you would find me in yoga pants and a t-shirt. My hair would be up in a ponytail with a headband to keep those pesky strays back. My hairstylist would be disappointed with my hair, truth be told.

This is me, right now. 

Tips for a Worn Out Mom

I think we all know a mom who is tired, either perpetually tired or just having one of those days. Maybe you are her. Maybe she is your best friend, yoga instructor, or child's teacher. 

I am one of those moms. I am always tired. My daughter wears me out. My dog doesn't know how to behave even a little bit when hubby is gone. My kitchen doesn't clean it's self and my laundry pile never goes away.

Do I look tired? I am. Trust me.