For many moms, their kids’ school years are a hectic time. A lot of us feel like we spend 23 hours a day in our minivans or cars as taxi drivers, am I right?
Well, I for one will confess that even before my kids were in school, my car or minivan (it’s been a minivan since I added kid #3) has ALWAYS been a mess! As a matter of fact, my husband likes to call my van “the rolling trash bin.” I mean, when you have kids and diaper bag to lug from door to door, you don’t have room in your arms for the trash in the car, right? That’s my excuse!
PERHAPS (LOL!) that’s why this Facebook post from mom Nikki Pennington resonated with me SO. Her shout-out to the “hot mess school moms” did my heart good. Cause, DANG IT, I am trying my HARDEST to be a fantastic mom. And if the interior of my car is what gets neglected while my kids get my attention, support, and transportation services (ha ha), I can live with that.
Pennington shares a photo of her own car and says:
I’d like to give a shout out to all my fellow hot mess school moms.
The ones that let their child out at the drop off line and yesterday mornings breakfast wrapper rolls out with them.
The moms that haven’t been able to find the floorboard of their vehicles since August 1st of last year.
The moms that just found that homework assignment they were supposed to sign while cleaning out their cars.
The moms that tell the teachers the endless pile of soda cans from the entire year are only there because they are teaching their kids about recycling.
The moms that jump out quickly at the pickup line to get their child so they can maneuver the entire pile of the school years special projects to the side.
To the moms still trying to find where that smell in the truck is coming from that started sometime after August 1st.
To the moms that live inside their cars four times a day, five days a week and don’t have time to clean up that mess, they just move it over.
To the moms that pull up to the drop off line with a minute to spare and hear everything in their vehicle shift as they slam on the breaks because breakfast, snacks, school projects and emergency toys while waiting in the pickup line pile up fast y’all.
To the moms that really aren’t sure where some of the stuff even came from.
May we know them, may we love them, may we confess we’ve all been one, may we promise to look the other way when we see one and not mom shame and may we all know we are doing the best we can even when our car looks a hot mess like us.”
Don’t you love these words?? Carry on, Hot Mess Mamas! You are rocking it, and your kids will be so grateful for your support (one day. Heh).