One Secret to a Working Mom's Success: Keep Standing

Me, standing in Barbados Those of us who live our lives out loud on the internet subject ourselves to scrutiny. Some comment, "Nobody's life is perfect. These posts must be fake," Those making those comments might even be close to us because they "know our business" and they whisper and gossip and say, "she's so fake".  To those who may read my blog and make such comments, (the trolls) know that I hear you, see you, and completely disagree. 

Happy Easter!

This morning was special. The sun was shining and it was Easter Sunday! I woke up with a smile because my sister is in town and I knew that we would be attending church as a family.  And my smiles continued all day long.

The baby must have known that it was a special day. She woke up smiling too. Even though she was under the weather she was also agreeable and cooperative. She got washed and dressed without complaint. She even let her daddy do her hair. (Mommy snuck and did it again though. Don’t tell!)

She was so pleased to see that the Easter Bunny had paid her a visit leaving toys and candy. She was blithely unaware that the candy would mysteriously disappear. The daddy bunny thought candy was a good idea. The mommy bunny considered candy a bad idea for an already rambunctious toddler. It was clear that seeing the candy, touching it, and hearing the paper crinkle, was so much fun for her I didn’t feel guilty about not letting her eat it.

Below is a photo of me and the baby with her Easter basket. It’s a classic glimpse into my world. I was dressed, excited about the baby’s response to her Easter basket and eager to pose. I forgot all about the roller in my hair. Maybe I’ll start a new trend!


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Comments

Chasing Joy said…
You are clearly on the edge of fashion :-) Sounds like a lovely holiday.
anthony stemke said…
The baby is precious Chaton. I hope you all had a lovely Easter holiday.
Wendy Bennett said…
And I thought that this was the way your were styling your bangs! You look fab and your baby girl is an angel. Come back and run with us--we miss you!

wendy