Thursday, January 14, 2010

The Reality of a TV Mom

For years, I've auditioned and worked as a TV Mom. I've dressed up in my khakis, denim button down and Keds. My hair was perfectly pulled back in a ponytail, and my nails were nicely manicured.  I'd show up relaxed and confident.  I'd bond with my "pretend kids" for a while. If they were unruly, I'd send them back to their real Mom.  I thought this "Mom thing" was pretty easy.

Five years ago,  my husband and I were blessed with our first bundle of joy. Just like his Mom, he entered this world with drama. He was due on the day Hurricane Charlie literally hit over our house, and he set the record at the hospital for biggest baby... 11 pounds, 4 ounces.  His brother arrived 3 years later.  Once again, drama.  At 9 months pregnant, I was in the hospital for 10 days with bronchitis and a cracked rib.  He made his debut a few weeks early (thank goodness!) at 10 pounds, 4 ounces.

At first, I tried to live up to this perfect Mom image that I'd created on TV.  I really struggled with it.   Now, I've learned to embrace our chaos. In fact, when things slow down for a second, I miss it.  I love the laughs, cries and tumbles of our two active boys.  We are a house full of non-stop antics. I still work as a TV Mom, but I bring reality to every part I play.  My hairs a bit rumpled, and it's a good day if I wear lip gloss.  I'm still working on losing the last of the baby weight. I might miss out on a few parts here and there, but the trade off is worth it.  Now, I'm a real Mom, and I'm proud of it.

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