My name is Jessica Trufant and I look like s#*+ 99% of the time.
I didn’t always use to look like s#*+. As a matter of fact, I used to go OUT OF MY WAY to always look my best. I remember back when I would get ready to go the mall, when I had two kids. I would spend at least 30 minutes perfectly placing each hair on my head and then another 45 coordinating the most fashion-forward outfit with matching makeup. Next I would put on four-inch pumps, pack my suitcase-sized purse, my over-the-top diaper bag, my kids (who were also dressed up like they were getting ready to take glamour shots) and hit the door.
I would walk around the mall for HOURS in my four-inch heels, with my head held high, my heels clackin’, my hips swaying and my kids screaming; you could not tell me I wasn’t a fly mom; Basic trips to Safeway I’d be dressed to the nines. The kids doctor appointments, you name it, I was decked out…
Now, let us flash forward three more kids later. You are lucky if you see me with both eyebrows drawn on, and my uniform of choice is dark colored workout clothes. Whether I’m working out or not, that’s what I wear. I wake up in the mornings, brush my teeth, shower (on a good day), throw on my workout clothes and hit the door. I start and finish my day looking like I just rolled out of bed.
My kids? They are lucky if they even make it out with pajamas on! Most of the time I drag them out in the same clothes that they had on from the night before… as in, THEY SLEPT IN THEM.
My hair? What hair? I don’t even know what my real hair looks like. I have been wearing braids, or some type of extensions, for years. My kids are not even sure what mommy’s real hair looks like, it’s like an unsolved mystery to them. But, it saves me so much time and I ain’t got time to fiddle with my hair! I throw them braids in a ponytail and roll out!
My mall trips? I hardly make it to the mall anymore. It’s so much more convenient to shop online, but when I do go, it’s in workout clothes. My trips to Safeway, workout clothes. The kids activities, workout clothes. Even when I meet friends for lunch… you guessed it, workout clothes.
My shoes? Let’s not even talk about my shoes, that’s a different blog in itself, (look out for it)! I went from wearing four-inch heels to no-inch heels, as in flats. There is NO WAY I can chase all five of these kids and be as efficient running errands while wearing heels.
All of this, to some people, means I’m “the mom who walks around looking like s#*+.” Like, how dare I?! Where is my pride?! Do I have any other clothes besides workout clothing?! Where the heck is my MAKEUP?!
Well, listen here. I look like s#*+, not because I don’t care, but because I GET s#*+ DONE! Makeup, cute clothes, and four-inch heels take too much time to put together. They take away from me accomplishing the things I need to get done for the day.
I’m not out here trying to look cute and catch somebody’s eye, Im trying to catch my toddler that just ran out into the parking lot. I’m for darn sure not trying to impress the checker at Safeway that I’m buying formula from.
If I’m okay with looking like a mom that gets s#*+ done, then you should be okay with it too!
So next time someone says something about the way you look, you can tell them, “Hey, I don’t mind the way I look, because I’m handling my s#*+.”
LADIES, DON’T BE AFRAID TO OWN YOUR s#*+¥ LOOK! Wear those workout sweats, one eyebrow and tore-down tennis shoes proudly!
BUT, remember ladies, it is okay to occasionally roll up to your kid’s preschool and SLAY.