we had a baby shower for our good friend recently who is pregnant with twins! it’s her 3rd and 4th babies, so we hosted a little “diaper dash” for her. have yall heard of these? we set up a table and a cute little candy bar outside her front door and from 5-7 people came and dropped off diapers and took a little treat! While the dropping and dashing was happening, her best friends took the mama to dinner! It was such a fun night to sit around the round table in the back of one of our favorite local downtown resturants together. While sipping mexican martinis, and basically drinking corn queso, we talked a lot about “the everyday”. This group of girls – we are close. Our kids are all around the same ages, so we have play group dates. We went on a girls trip this past summer together, and these past few months we’ve had our bread + wine dinner/book club. We constantly have group texts going throughout the day, asking questions about potty training, sharing recipes, begging each other to come over for a dang glass of wine as it turns 5pm sometimes…, and just sharing life together.
but still – the every day, the day to day. what do we each do? what would it be like to be in each others homes, in the passenger seat of each others suburbans as we drive kids here and there, on the bar stool in the kitchen as we cook dinner, or on the couch as we just want to close our eyes for 2 min! How amazing would that be? My favorite part of this conversation is when one friend was trying to get the rest of us to be painfully truthful about how much tv our kids watch…”i mean, 2 episodes in a row? more than 2?” and almost in unison me + one of the other girls shouted “well micky mouse clubhouse is only 22 minutes!!” I can crack up just thinking about that again. There’s so much cristism, comparison, and condemnation in the “mommy wars” sometimes that it was so refreshing to stand outside Alli’s door as real humans. talking about our real day to day, and how the heck we do our day to day life with multiple little people at our feet all day.
So, every everyday is different for me. but they aren’t perfect. I do let my kids watch tv – I don’t know how I would ever wear makeup or have dinner on the table if they didn’t. I try desperately to be present with them all the time, but I’m not. I’m not perfect. and that night, talking about the real every day, it made me love my friends a little more for being real and honest.
“my studio” has transformed into the kids room. it’s still where my computer lives, and my favorite reading chair and I often love to open the blinds, turn the lamps on, and open my front storm door and let the light spill in and have lazy mornings at home together. Me drinking coffee, sometimes reading, sometimes on my computer, sometimes on the ground with the kids, but the kids always playing. playing in their kitchen, playing dress up, playing doctor, racing their cars, and most recently “drawing” with their new art easel. it’s our place + our time together, and I don’t ever want to let the moment pass and forget it. this is a part of our everyday.