** Sneak peek at dance costumes **
I have curly hair. I rarely wear make up and when I do, it's nothing fancy. I don't watch make up tutorials, nor do I know "the right way" to do make up. I don't know how to use a curling iron well. I barely make it through each June when my daughter has to do her hair for the annual dance recital. I can't sit and talk about superficial crap with other moms as they indulge details about their weekly nail appointments or mimosas with brunch on Sunday.
I'm the one curled up with my notebook and a pen and writing about the world around me. I like mimosas and brunch just as much as the next gal, but I don't get giddy about a weekly brunch with girlfriends and gossip. Occasionally I feel like I'm missing out on something, but I am who I am and I make no apologies for it.
Of course, I stick out like a sore thumb these two recital weeks.
Every year our dance studio asks for parent volunteers to help in between rehearsals and performances. Duties include getting hair done, costumes situated, and help with make up. Do you understand why I've never volunteered?? Because I can do exactly NONE of those things. I'm totally the mom that drops my daughter off at the stage door and tells other moms to help her get ready because I have no idea what side that little hat is to be pinned to.
I'm not that mom. I'm totally the mom irritated that there's extra dance rehearsals and pictures this weekend because we're missing out on time at the water park. I'm also the mom who will swallow that bitterness, smile, and make it look real for her kids.....but I'm definitely showing up for things with my swimming suit under my clothes, so we can book it the hell outta there and go straight to the pool. That's the mom I am.