Tuesday, January 29, 2008

You want real?

After going to dinner with some friends last week- I realized what a great friends I have! We sat there at a table for 3 (no high chairs please!) and talked about all the things we go through as women/wives/mothers/sisters/friends etc...

One of things brought up was being "real." The kind of real that stinks after we go to the gym, doesn't always wear make up and doesn't scream from the roof top while in the bedroom with their husband every night. You get the point right? So many things have gone through my head since this night out about being real. Am I real? What does that even mean?

So, here it goes: I'm throwing it out in the universe for all to know. I'm going to be real. Judge me, laugh with me, and then look at your life and find something to be "real" about.

Real Moment Number 1:
When other people are around and my baby drops her pacifier on the ground- I pick it up and pretend that I am not going to give it to her again until it has been totally sterilized. Even though I know full well, as soon as they walk away, I will do 1 of the following 2 things: A) stick it in my mouth to "wash" the dirt off or B) wipe it off on my jeans. Then I give it back to her and pray no one saw me. I know what you're thinking- Mother of the Year Award right here!


Juli said...

I love it! We did have a GREAT night and we need more of those nights where everyones just "REAL"! I came home that night such a better person because i know i'm not alone........thank you!!

Steve and Janelle said...

I can't tell you how many times I have done that pacifier thing. So funny! I enjoyed your post. Kudos for getting real!! (just wanted to say kudos.)

edmundsfam said...

My kids never knew what a "clean" pacifier was!

redstarmama said...

I thought every one did this pacifier trick. Doesn't the three second rule apply? My only exception is movie theaters and of course, bathrooms. I am interested in hearing more reality blogging from you!

gingerdee said...

you want real?
last Sunday I curled Jenna's hair and put the front in a ponytail. it was very cute. so cute, that I left it in and she wore it like that to school on Monday...and Tuesday...and Wednesday...AND Thursday. yeah, yikes. (I know what you're thinking and I'm sure her teacher at school was thinking the same thing.) the curl was long gone, but the ponytail? that little sucker held in like a champ. she finally showered Thursday night.
my real is WAY worse than your real. try again.