SO MUCH MORE THAN A "REAL HOUSEWIFE".
Real Moms aren't Perfect,Perfect Moms aren't Real
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Sunday Morning Snuggle
Okay, I was all amped and had my clothes out and was going to head over the the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure. Franklin was still up at midnight and I drank coffee at a party we went to and couldn't sleep. My alarm went off at 5am, and I thougth I hit the snooze, and apparently shut it off. Woke at 7:45, and the race had already started and I was a good 30 minute drive and 30 minutes to find parking away from it.
So I felt horrible. I paid my money and missed the race. I will run later today. But tell me how could I have been expected to leave this in the dark so early this morning. The snuggles that I appreciate as a mommy now because I know one day they won't want to snuggle their mommy like they do now as toddlers.
So as guilty as I felt to miss the race, was as great as I felt to be a mommy and snuggle with the boys. I ate a cake pop for breakfast, so I will run to get it off, and laugh at my imperfections as a runner and athlete.