Wednesday, November 30, 2011

The Glow

There is a certain kind of mom I fantasize about being. You know that mom who is all put together, wearing crazy things like jewelry, high heels and skinny jeans (having returned to their pre-baby weight 2 weeks after giving birth), all while pushing their equally put together baby in their designer stroller while shopping for wonderful home items like good smelling soap? That's who I want to be. It's this recurring fantasy that I think about every night before bed. (I used to have this fantasy that involved a desert island and a coconut bikini, but I'm a mom now and this is where I'm at). However, I fall quite short of my fantasy every single day. Yup. Every one. If I get a shower (even if I'm only washing my body, not my hair), I consider the day a full on success. That's how bad it is over here.

But then I came across this website that only helped to encourage my fantasy. It's called You must check it out. THESE are the women I want to be, right on my very computer screen. I no longer need to go out to the fancy soap shops to see them. I talked to my sister about it on the phone this morning and she said, "You know their kids were probably having full on meltdowns in between these photos and half their mess is stuffed in a closet somewhere". But I didn't like her dose of reality heaped upon my fantasy. No no. These women ARE amazing.

In case you are thinking to yourself, No Lit, you ARE one of those amazingly put together, cute moms who shops for soaps (which I know, is an easy mistake to make), I present you with the following for your viewing pleasure. First up, we have the mom on the front of website:

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A few things of note. First up - that is her house. For real. Second - look at her perfectly tousled hair and cute figure (after two kids to boot!). Third - there is no dust on her table to the left there. There is a good 2 weeks worth of dust, at least, on all my furniture at all times.

And now, here is me, right now:

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There are no words, except, that yes, that is a bag of garbage behind me.

Sooo, maybe today isn't my day to make my fantasy a reality. But there's always tomorrow, right?


  1. I'd like to say that those glowy moms are probably waaaay boring and you are definitely not. Also, I like your bag of garbage. :-)

  2. Hilarious. Also, don't tell me the woman in that photo didn't have hair and makeup and production people tidying up and styling the space all before the photo was taken.

  3. LOL!!!!! Hahahaha! I am seriously cracking up right now. Lauri (AH! I mean Lit! Don't vomit!), I think we might be the same person. Right now I'm wearing an old sweatshirt that says Aunt Jean (the letters are half-missing), and there's a bunch of random crap on Tim's desk behind me. AWESOME. Soul sista!!! Yeah mom life!!! And by the way, who in the world would think that making a website like that would be a good idea? Maybe they should call it or instead of the "theglow". I'm just sayin'. :-)

  4. Ditto! This post is soooo relate-able. Showers are my everyday goal. Messy hair is my go to hair-do and over flowing trash bags and sinks full of dishes is a regular here too!

  5. You take photos so you know how to intimately correct every single detail that there ever could be in a photo somewhere. You know that's not real!

    Let me tell you, I see those skinnyjeans-wearin moms every day at work (in retail) and not a single one of them even has the slightest clue about what to do about a crying baby, or a baby with a temper-tantrum. All of those perfectly-put-together moms fall apart the second their kids do. Why? Well I'm not a mom, so I don't really KNOW, but if I had to guess it's because they never spent enough time in sweatpants, learning how to be a mom!!

    You're glam just the way you are, sweatshirt and all. And you know, it's kind of refreshing to see you still look recently-graduated after having a baby just a year or so ago. If I didn't know you and had to guess, I'd say you were no older than I am, and you knew me when I was in diapers!