The end of my morning routine as I know it
posted in Beauty Tips, Child Care, Don\'t Know What to Make of This, Fashion, Kid Fashion, Mom Rants, Office Fashion, Working Moms |My days of being a fashionable working mom may be over soon. Why, you ask? I can only answer it with one word: mobility.  Yes, my son’s days of being immobile are coming to a screeching halt. To some, this may be a welcome sign that your baby is moving up in the world. To me, it raises the dreaded question: NOW, how am I going to get dressed for work in the morning?
Back when I started working, my morning routine was a breeze. I’d stick my son in the bouncy seat (can’t describe my love for that invention), shower, dry my hair, put on my makeup, get dressed, and he’d still be sitting there, smiling, in his chair, watching the starfish turn and turn.  This morning though, I realized that my steady routine was slowly slipping through my newly-moisturized hands. Â
It went something like this: Son sits in bouncy seat for 5 minutes while I shower (I confess, I didn’t wash my hair, but wore a cute headband), and towel dry.  Son needs to get out of seat, now! Take son out of seat and scurry to my closet for anything that matches. Run back to bathroom where son has managed to hit head on cold tile floor when rolling over (ouch!).  I sit him up and prop his back with a Boppy pillow (another one of my favorite inventions).  I’m good for another 10 minutes. Brush my teeth, put on my mom makeup (love the foundation stick!) but I’m not finished.  I have not accessorized yet. But son cannot wait for me to pick out the perfect matching earrings.  He needs to be picked up, now!  Pick up son and walk to closet where I find something to doll up my droll outfit.  Now son wants to get down, now! But I don’t have shoes on.  Prop son up in closet while trying on various shoes that will not kill my feet all day.  Son wants to play, now! How do I have time to play when I need to pack up my purse and wolf down a banana before I get in the car?Â
But just then my answer to how I will get dressed in the morning is at the door. Â Nanny arrives, and I can assume my fashionable working mom position once again. Â If only I can get to work on time.
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