Just How Sad It Is...

As I was driving home from taking Caitlin to school this morning, I was reflecting on how my life has changed since having children. More than that, I realized how it changes with EACH child. Let me explain...
When Caitlin was small, I still made sure I didn't leave the house without makeup on and hair fixed, I tanned at least 4 times a week, my car was spick & span, and I could wear anything I wanted. With Christian, I still made sure I had makeup on before leaving the house, but the hair could be in a ponytail and that was okay. I tanned about 2 times a week during spring/summer, and my car was still very clean. The clothing, however, was a different story. I began to realize that I didn't have a teenager's figure anymore, so I stuck with a more "grown up" look. With Caroline, it has ALL changed. When I take Caitlin to school, I am still in my pj's, no bra (but a hooded jacket on just in case I am stopped for speeding and don't want to totally expose myself), no makeup, and hair not brushed. I am now officially pasty-white and haven't tanned in months. My car looks like a toy box threw up in it. As for clothing---whatever fits and doesn't accentuate my midsection or bottom is acceptable.
I was watching a show on channel 23 the other night while I was sewing, and it really made me pause. It was called Tim Gunn's Guide To Style, and the basic idea was that Tim Gunn (a famous designer) and his assistant pick a woman to help out style-wise. They were visiting a Hispanic woman that had 2 small children and a very hectic life. They went through her closet and totally made fun of the fact that she had capris in EVERY color of the rainbow, as well as frumpy shirts, no dresses, and horribly old and ratty bras/underwear. They made piles of what to keep, donate, and throw away. Needless to say, she did not get to keep a single item of clothing! I was stitching up a car seat cover and thinking to myself, "My gosh, it must be really sad to be that out of style." Then it hit me: THAT LOOKED EXACTLY LIKE MY CLOSET.
She was me in every area of her life: too busy to care how she dressed and too much of a momma to care about spending money on herself. What's worse---I went and looked and I literally have capris in every color! :)
Being a momma is wonderful and I wouldn't change it for a thing...not even for a new wardrobe. I am so blessed to have my family, friends, and wonderful life that small things like fashion take a back seat. I'm just gonna sit back and wait for the day when wearing old ratty shirts, kiwi-colored striped pajama pants, and no makeup in public actually becomes the style!