Have you ever looked around at other Mom's and thought...'Wow, she really has it all together...' Sure you have, we all have. Chances are, YOU are THAT Mom. No, not the one looking, yes that's probably you too...but I would be willing to say that you are the one I look at so often, and think....'She has it all together.'
My Sister and I had been talking about having lunch, or doing SOMETHING adult-like the past week or two...and finally we were recently able to meet at a place OTHER THAN Chuck-E-Cheese, McDonalds, or some other loud, toy infested, grease trench. (Don't get me wrong, I love a good, bad for me burger...but, us Mom's need nice tea's, coffee's, crepes) So, we finally made it to lunch at a wonderful little french bistro. Crepes, delicious wine (which my Sister wouldn't allow, but still..it was on the menu), and wonderful salad flocked our table. With two sisters, each having two children, both of which having babies under 6 months one of us couldn’t get away without at least one child...so Miss Natalie joined in our little luncheon. For the first time, in a long time I was settling into real adult conversation! Yes, Rob and I have adult conversations as well...but there is just something about being out in the world, among another adult, and talking. As we talked, and enjoyed our food I looked around and realized that I was the only one there with a baby...in fact, I was the only one there with a child at all.
As my sister started telling me a very detailed, and intense story I began looking around curiously, leaving her conversation a bit...(but, as Mom's we can do that, we can leave a conversation and join it again so quickly!) and I was realizing I just lost a shoe (no, I am capable of keeping both of mine on) I had lost one of Natalie's shoes. My sister stopped talking, and knowing that it was driving me crazy helped me look. We found the shoe, and as I told you, these two Mom's re-entered our conversation without missing a beat. I thought to myself, 'what a nut I am for bringing Natalie here, I bet I look like I really left my head at home.' But, shortly after that thought surfaced I drowned it quickly...thinking...'I am the only one here with a baby, I am managing to eat my meal, and have a REAL conversation...' I guarantee in someone's eyes, THIS Mom had it all together. So, my point is that when we feel like our head is somewhere...perhaps on the roof of our car...along with our coffee we sat there while buckling our kids in....we do have it together more than we think. My children are healthy, happy, and all provided for...even if Mom loses a shoe.
My sister....well, she is my sister...and I am grateful for the moments we had together at that lunch. I was able to talk, enjoy a bit of time (which is so important as a Mother), and she understood the brief dilemma of a lost shoe. I guess we all need to count ourselves very blessed when we have at least one friend/sister we can stop conversation with, and enter it again without a beat lost. These are the friends/sisters that really get it. I learned so much in these moments. I had my older sister, my baby daughter, and those were wonderful moments....these moments together are the ones that matter...even if a shoe is lost.
My Sister and I had been talking about having lunch, or doing SOMETHING adult-like the past week or two...and finally we were recently able to meet at a place OTHER THAN Chuck-E-Cheese, McDonalds, or some other loud, toy infested, grease trench. (Don't get me wrong, I love a good, bad for me burger...but, us Mom's need nice tea's, coffee's, crepes) So, we finally made it to lunch at a wonderful little french bistro. Crepes, delicious wine (which my Sister wouldn't allow, but still..it was on the menu), and wonderful salad flocked our table. With two sisters, each having two children, both of which having babies under 6 months one of us couldn’t get away without at least one child...so Miss Natalie joined in our little luncheon. For the first time, in a long time I was settling into real adult conversation! Yes, Rob and I have adult conversations as well...but there is just something about being out in the world, among another adult, and talking. As we talked, and enjoyed our food I looked around and realized that I was the only one there with a baby...in fact, I was the only one there with a child at all.
As my sister started telling me a very detailed, and intense story I began looking around curiously, leaving her conversation a bit...(but, as Mom's we can do that, we can leave a conversation and join it again so quickly!) and I was realizing I just lost a shoe (no, I am capable of keeping both of mine on) I had lost one of Natalie's shoes. My sister stopped talking, and knowing that it was driving me crazy helped me look. We found the shoe, and as I told you, these two Mom's re-entered our conversation without missing a beat. I thought to myself, 'what a nut I am for bringing Natalie here, I bet I look like I really left my head at home.' But, shortly after that thought surfaced I drowned it quickly...thinking...'I am the only one here with a baby, I am managing to eat my meal, and have a REAL conversation...' I guarantee in someone's eyes, THIS Mom had it all together. So, my point is that when we feel like our head is somewhere...perhaps on the roof of our car...along with our coffee we sat there while buckling our kids in....we do have it together more than we think. My children are healthy, happy, and all provided for...even if Mom loses a shoe.
My sister....well, she is my sister...and I am grateful for the moments we had together at that lunch. I was able to talk, enjoy a bit of time (which is so important as a Mother), and she understood the brief dilemma of a lost shoe. I guess we all need to count ourselves very blessed when we have at least one friend/sister we can stop conversation with, and enter it again without a beat lost. These are the friends/sisters that really get it. I learned so much in these moments. I had my older sister, my baby daughter, and those were wonderful moments....these moments together are the ones that matter...even if a shoe is lost.