Posted on June 04 2018
I’m a Girl Mom!
Yes, that’s exactly what I am. Mommy to three crazy little girls all by the time I was 30. Every day brings a new battle over bows, clothes, and Barbie dolls. That’s why I am so grateful for school uniforms, otherwise, we would never get out of the house on time. Trying to keep up with three kids and their ever-changing schedules between school, extracurricular activities, and homework is no easy feat. Most days I swear I’m just a glorified chauffeur.
It all comes with the territory of being a girl mom.
Before these three, I was a fashion obsessed. A label junkie. Boy, have things changed. Don’t get me wrong I still appreciate the finer things in life, but when you’re raising three girls who are in essence your “mini me’s” it can get quite expensive. And just like their mama, they’re all incredibly opinionated when it comes to their attire and appearance. Some days it’s all about the hair. Other days it’s shoes. But what it boils down to is that girls are ridiculously expensive, and this is only the beginning.
In addition to being a girl mom, did I mention I also happen to be a “dance mom?” Yes, that other crazy part of our life. Let me set the record straight by first saying dance life is nothing like what you've seen on TV. While it does dictate our schedules most days, the catfights and drama are mostly non-existent. Many will ask why we allow our daughter to dance competitively, because there are so many negative stereotypes. But let me ask you this, if you had a child who was passionate about their hobby and wanted to continue to pursue and learn it would you say ‘no?’ This girl is one of the most responsible, independent, and self-confident seven-year-olds I know because she dances.
Now, as for my other two girlies. My five-year-old lives up to every middle child stereotype! She is sassy, rebellious, sneaky, and has absolutely no desire to be anything like her sister. So that definitely means no dancing for her. She’s our introvert. So dealing with her emotions every day is a learning process. She is the one that tests our limits on a daily basis. When you hear about the child that makes you consider not having any more, she was ours.
Then by surprise, we got one more. Baby is our comic relief. At just 2 years old I swear some days I think I’m talking to a four-year-old. Other than potty-training, the girl is a baby genius. And just like her sisters, she’s already extremely vocal about her outfits. Thank goodness for hand-me-downs! I’ve learned a lot from the years of being a girl mom to my three amazing children.
In a nutshell, I can say my life is like a bottle of glitter - the one that just exploded all over your clean floors. Literally, this just happened. Looking forward to sharing my not so Pinterest perfect life.