I’m in my mom pants

Yesterday I had the blessing of being able to spend the day as a mom. Yes, I got to wear my mom pants, which for me, are actually a pair of torn jeans, but hey…Now that might sound odd, considering that I am ALWAYS a Mom. But I don’t always get to spend the day as one. Some days I feel like I just play one on TV. After school drop off, I’m at working, being a business owner and all grown-up, while other people, like the au pair and teachers, tend to my children. It feels awful when I come home and Milan says, “Mom, why you here?”. Sometimes I wonder if that isn’t what I should be doing. Being there. That at some stage in their life they’re going to turn around and hate me for working. But then I wouldn’t get to see the days that I do spend as a Mom, as such a blessing. So yesterday, I took Milan for a haircut and to an awful music class, and took Mia for a reading assessment and then we hit the mall, and then I took her to choir practice where she got smacked in the eye by the choir mistress (don’t ask). And all the time I kept thinking, “Look at me! I’m being a mom for the whole day everyone!”. I wanted to lean over to the mom next to me at the horrible music class and say, “I don’t normally get to do this” – although perhaps my enthusiasm made that clear. Being a working mom makes me relish the small moments, the early morning snuggles, and school pickups and the one day I get to drive for a field trip. And it’s because of these things that I hope I’m actively creating the kind of life that will be wonderful for all of us. I had a conversation on Facebook with our friend Noel. I said, “

Love, love, love that I get to be a mommy all day today!!” to which Noel replied, “And Robyn ‘love, love, loves’ that she doesn’t. It’s all about balance, right 🙂“. My answer to that was, “It’s all about CREATING balance“. And that, from yesterday’s mommy day to today’s work day, is exactly what I’m trying to do.

Mia at the mall

Priceless kidisms for this week:

Max: looking at a photo of his cousin Blake: “Mom, is his name Snowflake or just Flake?”

Mia: When I realized that I’d bought a bottle of water but already had one, “Well that wasn’t a good plan”

Milan: Milani, what did you draw a picture of? “I drawed a picture at you Mom!”

Mom Pants


About baciamille

I'm Alexia, Alex, Lexi or Lex, depending on who you are. I'm mom to Mia, Maxim and Milan, wife to Darian, the co-creator and CEO known as Fancy Pants at Vuka Energy Drinks. I'm a marathon running, triathlete, musician and writer, wanna be rock star, all time actress, creative, vocal and sometimes just a little crahayzy. I think that's all. One day I plan to spend most of my time on a boat in the Carribean. Oh, and baciamille means a thousand kisses in Italian. I don’t know any other words in Italian.
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