Mamas, it feels like I have spent the last 4+ years wearing nothing but jeans and cut-offs. Which, you know, is kinda my thing. But in the days leading up to my sister's wedding, as I (repeatedly) got all gussied up, I realized something: I like pretty.
But in the case of a chiffon maxi skirt, 'pretty' doesn't translate very well to messy art projects or playground time, or even walking if steps are involved. Sorry honey - Mum can't hold your hand, she has too much skirt. Good luck with those stairs, though!
But you know what, Mamas? Some days...I just don't care. Some days I don't want to lug around diapers, I don't want to wear flat shoes, and some days I just want to put on a pretty skirt.
Obviously these days will require either a nanny, a husband, or children who calmly watch movies while their crazy mother swans around in chiffon.
Luckily for me, my I NEED PRETTY DAY fell on a Saturday. And Mike humors loves me. So out we went - the four of us (Mike carried the diapers). We just walked around, got some ice cream, had a beer. And you know what? It really wasn't bad. I was still able to be involved and have fun.