Frumpville or Glamourton?

Today the "man clan" and I loaded up and went to the park for a playgroup. It actually started 45 minutes before we made it there, but when you have to nurse twins you find you are rarely on time for anything. I always wanted to be apart of a playgroup, but when I worked they never had them on my day off. The big boys enjoyed playing with their friends, and running around, and it was good to see my girlfriends. My husband teases me for becoming a bit of a hermit since I've had kids, so it's always nice to get out with some of the other mothers from church that I enjoy seeing and talking with.

So my friend, Marche, and I are standing around talking while our kids are playing and I noticed a woman pushing around a huge stroller with two little twins inside. I asked her how old her twins were and the "twin talk" naturally started flowing. We discussed birth weights, feeding schedules, and such. Her fraternal twin girls were only 7 weeks old, and she said she had 2 other daughters and a son. Her oldest looked to be maybe 5 or 6, and here is where the envy started to sink in. 5 kids and this woman DID NOT look like she gave birth...EVER! She was thin, cute, wore makeup, and admitted that she and her husband still have a date night every week. Does that really happen when you have 5 kids? You look amazing, and have an amazing life? As I drove home, I felt a little sheepish. I mean, I'm not a "girly" girl. Never have been, doubtful that I ever will be, but looking at her made me feel...so blah about myself. I mean, I practically live in Frump-ville, where mothers like me do not wear makeup everyday, might be lucky to get a daily shower, and we wear comfortable cotton attire and running shoes. She must have been from that neighboring city, Glamourton, where the mothers wear cute, "dry clean only" outfits and high heels to do chores, or run errands.

I digressed a bit from my train of thought...anyway, my point was it's OK to be who you are. I am a mother who lives in t-shirts (unattractive nursing t-shirts at that!) and shorts. Soon when it's cold, I'll live in long sleeved t-shirts and jeans. So what if that mom of 5 is amazing? Good for her if she can find the time for herself; I'm still working on finding time for me. I do have an ultimate goal of losing weight and dressing nicer when the occasion allows. I believe there are seasons to life, and this is my season to be a stay at home mom with boys who could care less about what I'm wearing around the house. They just want me to watch them cross the monkey bars, or feed them when the need arises, and I'm happy to oblige.