life lessons from the floor of the playroom

Thursday, September 3

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Shoes: Urban Outfitters, Jeans: F21, Top: F21, Sunglasses: Target (old)

This morning, I came into the playroom where Everett and Isla were maneuvering trucks/eating GI Joes. Having just started the laundry, I had taken off what I was previously wearing and thrown on some cut-off jeans that are about two sizes too large, and an old grey tee shirt. As soon as I walked in, Everett looked up from his trucks, that were currently in the middle of fighting off an evil train, and exclaimed, "Mama you look beautiful!"

If anyone else had said that to me at that moment, I would have assumed sarcasm. But as soon the words left his mouth, I suddenly flashed back to my childhood. I remember hanging out in the bathroom with my mom, thinking that nobody was prettier in the world than her in her floral dress and mauve lipstick on Sunday, and my babysitter, with her long brown 90's scrunched curls, had the hair of my dreams. Easily the two most beautiful people I'd ever seen, hands down. And I realized! This was my moment. And I was that person. I was in the middle of being that childhood memory for someone else. And I, in my un-done state, just happened to be the most beautiful person in the world. 

So today, if only today, I will try to embrace my little boy's childhood vision of his mother. Because the most wonderful part of all this is, is that I am beautiful to him, because I am his. And that will always be true, no matter how my body changes and what the circles under my eyes look like on any given day. 

I mean, maybe this is why we have children. At least in this golden stage, when our babies are small, and we are the heroes. To practice seeing ourselves through their eyes, and maybe, by so doing, start to become who they think we actually are. 

13 comments:

Kara said...

Absolutely love this! You're a really talented writer, I've always admired that about you! I was thinking about the same thing the other day, seeing my little boy look at me the way I saw my mom is pretty surreal. Sometimes kids outdo us in the teaching life lessons department huh? :)

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Mara and Jae said...

as i sit here reading that, in my 27 week pregnant state with a 22 month old dictating my life...i have tears in my eyes. thanks for posting this moment, i needed it.

Kristian said...

Absolutely beautiful!

Nikki Glowicki said...

You have such an incredible ability to put emotions into words. Beautiful.

megan said...

Oh wow, that last paragraph. Yes.

Anonymous said...

Oh, mamas are just the best. It's funny because I brought up how one of my favorite smells has always been my mom's and my friend gave me the oddest look. But, I remember wrapping my head and body in my mom's skirts when I was feeling shy when I was younger. And she smelled of love, warmth, and all things good. And when she cleaned the house and did laundry, she wore a clip in her hair and old jeans, and listened to John Denver. Sorry, but I loved this and needed this on day I'm missing my mama!

Leanne said...

YES. Beautiful. Thank you.

Megan said...

I've been following for years (waaaay before Everett) and I just wanted to say I just LOVE the way your style and blog have evolved over the years and I have loved following your journey! I will admit I am kind of a lurker and could count the number of times I've commented on one hand for sure (probably not even the whole hand). But I just wanted to stop in and say hello and I will try to do that more often! Thanks for sharing your adventures and encouraging your readers to see the beauty in all of life's little moments (good and bad).

christine said...

This is perfect :) thank you for sharing

Katie said...

Oh, how I love this. Our children really can bring out the best in us, if we let them. Thank you for sharing these lovely thoughts!

Anonymous said...

Beautifully written. Just the other day my 72 year old mom was watching my 4 year old daughter. My mom went to put on her new bathing suit to take her granddaughter swimming and when she came out after putting on her suit my daughter exclaimed, "grandma, you look amazing!" It came from her heart and she had no idea how those words could affect someone who just sees herself as an aging woman. I love how children can help you see things through a different lens.

Jonna said...

I recently had the same epiphany! It dawned on me that this very average today, in between all my to-do's and thinking of myself, my kids will take a memory away from today. And it made me pause. What do I want them to remember from today? It's very hard to take on every day with your children's outlook in mind, but before I know it today will be tomorrow and as long as the days may sometimes seem ( hallelujah for nap time!), time just goes.so.fast. Hugs to you and your kids, I feel like I've checked in on you guys like I would a friend, as my littles are almost the same age as Everret and Isla. Your posts are so timely for me and gives me the feels every time.

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