I have been a mommy for eleven years now. Periodically, I find myself going through something that I have dubbed "Frumpy Mommy Syndrome". This manifests when I find myself crazy-busy with EVERYTHING else in life except taking care of me. My hair is usually the first thing to go. It grows longer and longer, totally out of control, while I ignore the encroaching white areas. Then I stop wearing make-up..... because WHO is LOOKING? (this is what I say in my own mind) Next comes the overwhelming urge to wear only t-shirts and lounge pants. By the end, I'm shuffling zombie-like around the house with a 1980s side-ponytail (gray/brown to be precise), wearing VT lounge pants, one of -ron's old sweatshirts that looks like moths had a feast, and my blue fuzzy slippers. And I may or may not have food nearby. Okay - I have food nearby...
The good news for me is that I have -ron. He has the guts to look at me and say, "Please go spend some money at the hairdresser. Or Kohl's. Or anywhere that will fix this." It's amazing how that works, too. Everything ends up being connected somehow. I get my hair done and the next thing you know, I put on make-up every day. I trade the lounge pants for slightly more stylish clothes. I start making MUCH better choices about food and exercise. Hmm.... so this is what self-esteem feels like. :)
Happily,
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