Today was a beautiful day in New Jersey. My husband has a stomach bug, so I decided to take Morgan to Dorbrook Park- beautiful park in Colts Neck, with a great play ground. She had a great time. Two things of note- I was surrounded by glamour moms- you know the type- Gucci diaper bags, the ultimate strollers, and Moms who look like they hit the salon before they went to the playground.
Needless to say, I didn't feel like one of them, but I did feel pretty good. I ran around after Morgan, didn't yell too much, and all in all felt like even if I didn't fit in exactly with the glamour moms, that I did feel somewhat cool. The weird thing here is that people don their designer duds to do ordinary chores- since I moved to NJ from NYC, I am much more aware of how my outfit and hair looks, and how my daughter looks, before going to the supermarket, dry cleaner, farmers market, etc. Very weird. In one way, though, it does give me more and more motivation to stick to the program, which is not easy since I am in bandster hell!
Tonight I was supposed to go to a friend's for a jewelery party- ??- but my daughter was acting up, didn't want to go to sleep, and my hubby was under the weather. I was seething inside, and feel so guilty for being angry at the two of them. I never get out, and I am sorry if I am whining, but I was looking forward to some me time. I decided to bail, and now that everyone is settled in for the night, I can't relax, feeling like I am a bad mommy.
I am sure there are some of you out there who have felt similarly, which is the reason for the non-band related post.
On a positive note, my pants were falling off me all day! I love when I can pull them down without opening them to use the bathroom! Sorry to be so graphic, but I guess it's all part of it. I feel like I need some snazzier casual clothes, but I am very reluctant to buy anything.
Oh well, another shot at redemption tomorrow.
xoxo
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