I literally took this picture out of jealousy. No kidding.
I comb through blogs and Instagram photos every day of stay-at-home moms and see pictures from their vantage point that inevitably contain the contents of their coffee cup, their fashionable footwear and the sweet curly hair of their toddler’s head. I can’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy and think “OMG, why isn’t that me?! What am I doing?!”
The twinge, admittedly, can sometimes feel more like an ache when clients are being particularly difficult or rude, when internal politics are challenging, or when I feel like I’m not making an impact.
I know, how odd right? This coming from someone who wasn’t even sold on the whole motherhood thing after 9 mo. of harboring a tiny human in utero. But my sweet little Dan V changed all of that. Maybe I can so thoughtfully call him my sweet V because I’m sitting in the quiet solitude of my office and calmly completing this post while on lunch rather than wrestling an overtired toddler down for a nap.
More than ever it’s easier to see what’s on the other side of the fence and to think of what could be. For me it’s always a dreamier version of reality and usually not grounded in sound financial decision making. But no one sees the outtakes – the spilled coffee marring the put-together outfit and the barely discernible image of what can only be the blur of a child darting through the frame. We only see the catalog ready snapshot in time through someone else’s lense.
Some days the grass seems greener and that’s OK.
P.S. Yes, if you were wondering, this post title is a nod to Gin Blossom’s ‘Hey Jealousy’. I’m a true child of the 90’s.