I took Peter and Sarah to the Children's Museum yesterday.
One of the things I enjoy doing while the kids are involved in all sorts of imaginary play is observing the other mothers. (That and drinking Dunkin Donuts coffee, which I don't even think I'm allowed to bring into the museum, but so far, no one has had the guts to tell me I can't!)
Most of the other moms are dressed like me - khaki shorts, flip flops, and black or white t-shirts. The basic stay-at-home-mom-is-going-out-of-the-house-but-not-just-to-the-grocery-store look. We were all clean but not dressed up. Our hair was washed but not styled.
But yesterday, I spotted a mom that stood out from the crowd.
She had three kids with her. Their ages roughly 8 months, 2 and 4. And their clothes were all clean. The 4 year old was wearing a polo shirt and the collar was even turned up.
She was cute and petite with a short, sassy hair cut. And not only was her hair clean, but it had a healthy shine.
Her toe nails were pedicured and her finger nails were manicured. And it looked to be a professional job.
She was sipping from a water bottle while I was slurping down my illegal iced coffee
She was wearing a very fitted tee shirt, little shortie shorts, lipstick and a big smile.
And of course she was smiling. This woman clearly had it together.
And I have to admit. I was jealous. Not because she was cute, trim, healthy and pedicured. But because this woman was cruising through the Children's Museum, chasing after three kids, wearing....
I have enough trouble wearing my wedge heels to church on Sundays. And if you own a pair of wedges, then you know what I'm talking about.
They are cute, but you pay for the cute in blisters, red marks and general uncomfortableness.
So, yes. I will admit it. I was jealous.
And I consoled myself by thinking that she probably has a team of people helping her to pull off her look -a rich husband, a stylist, a trainer, a maid, a chef, a nanny and
a really good podiatrist!