I vividly remember standing in line to check out at Target several years ago (in my BC or "before children" years). I was behind a mother with a cart full of rugrats. Her hair was in a ponytail and not the sophisticated and sleek kind but one with lumps and fly-aways that seemed to shout "I have not showered today and maybe not even yesterday!" There was not a speck of make-up on her face and the luggage she was carrying under her eyes would definitely qualify for the extra baggage charge at Ohare. She was wearing sweatpants and a large baggy coat. I remember thinking to myself that even when I became a busy parent I would never leave the house looking like that. The other day I was standing in line at Target with my two toddlers and 6 week old when I experienced a deja vu moment. Another mother who had left the house without even a glance in a mirror. Only this time that woman was me (or at least my reflection in the 2-way security mirror). One day my looks will be a priority again but until then I'll just turn around and whisper to the young, childless girl behind me in line, "Oh, you just wait!"
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