Mom, PLEASE!

It has come to that point in my life where I FINALLY have to come to grips that I am no longer "young". Don't laugh! This is really hard for me! LOL I was always the youngest of all of my friends, and I had my first kid at 21, so I was always referred to as a young mom. I always felt like one of the young people.... because I WAS! Lately there have been some incidents (the last one was this morning) that have firmly slapped the reality of my age square across my face. You see, in my head I was about 23. I never really moved on from there. Why did I need to? 23 was fine. But here is what finally dawned on me:

1:  My baby sister is of legal drinking age in the continental United States. WTF? REALLY?
2:  I recently looked at a picture of myself at 21. UGGGHH. Who was that hungry chick?
3:  99% of my friends have spouses and kids. When did that happen? Weren't we just partying?
4:  I started training for a marathon and my body reminded me that i am no longer 21 (OOOOWWW)
5:  Stupid little girl in TJ Maxx called me an "older woman" Little shit
6:  I don't (or at least rarely) get carded at the grocery store when buying wine. (Shut up Cindy)
7:  My daughters are starting to get embarrassed by me. Me!! I used to be cute! It's all their fault!!

On that note, this morning, I went through the normal routine of getting the kids fed and and ready for school. When it was time to go, I threw on a sweater/coverup over my tank top and my ugly but warm and fuzzy boot slippers and headed to the car. Let me explain. I had NO INTENTION of getting out of the car.
I let the girls off and the curb and waved goodbye. I realized as soon as I was about to pull off that one of them had left their lunch bag in the backseat. I pulled to the side, grabbed the baby and ran after them. I was calling after them so I could catch them before they got in the doors. My oldest daughter turns around... and I saw it... EMBARRASSMENT! I got up to where they were and she whispered: Moooooommm, PLEASE! I was like WHAT?!?! She said you're in your slippers and you were yelling our names, and those shorts are really short!! (Did I mention that I had on my Duffy's love Shack short shorts circa 2002?) LMAO! I'm not even going to mention the pile of hair that was haphazardly knotted on the top of my head. *_*

Never to be done again!

What a blow. My daughter will be 7 in March. She's too young to be embarrassed by her mom!! I felt so bad, but it's all kind of hilarious at the same time. What a way to come to grips with reality. I'm going to go comb my hair and try out a new chemical free oven cleaning method. I'll let you know about it tomorrow!
-Older and wiser Sonya