As I walked Luke to school this morning (after driving most of the way there), I experienced pangs of envy as I watched petite, svelte moms dressed in their yoga and tennis clothes drop their kids off. Wearing not a single drop of make up, they sip on their coffee, smooth their workout-ready coiffure, and waive their perfectly groomed children off to school. I don't often envy the stay at home mom. After all, she stays at home with children when they're sick, she cleans, cooks, irons, plays referee to the fighting children, takes in and picks up the dry cleaning, organizes all birthday parties and school events, dresses the kids, brushes their teeth, gardens, picks up toys over and over and over again, makes the beds, organizes closets, etc, etc, etc. But today, on this beautiful morning, as I walked into school wearing a bedraggled, unflattering work outfit, hair pulled back unattractively, I realized that, at least for today, I just wanted to be one of those women who had time to work out and look attractive while wearing my tennis outfit and not a lick of makeup. Sadly, and somewhat reluctantly, I pulled myself into my SUV, dabbed on some powder to cover the circles under my tired eyes, and then drove to work, wishing I could just go back home, sip some coffee, and then go to a yoga class. Does anyone else feel this way?
Geez, do I sound melancholy or what?