Who am I?

I walk into the school to pick my daughter up. Upon walking into the front office, there were a few other moms ahead of me. They were all dressed nice, in outfits perfectly paired together. Their hair and make up was done flawlessly.

Then there’s me…….

Yikes…. let’s start from the top. Messy rain drenched hair stacked on top of my head, half makeup done bc the sweat and rain washed the rest off, a cabellas fleece jacket covered in horse and dog hair, dirt stained jeans and mud boots. I probably smelled a little too, but hey, I’ve been pretty busy today.

I sometimes wish I could be like those other girls. I wish I could pull of those nice outfits. I wish my hair would stay pretty without frizzing or getting in my way. It would be nice for my makeup to stay in place for a full day.

But to be honest, whenever I do dress in something other than my normal attire, I feel so out of place. I wore a nice sundress one time on a date night with the hubs, and I looked hott! I was rocking that dress. But then, as soon as we went out in public I didn’t feel like myself. I felt like everyone was staring at me, and not in the good kind of way.

I will see a girl walk into a gas station or restraunt wearing the cutest outfit and I would say to my husband “I wish I could pull something like that off.” He would look at me crazy and say “uh you can.” But the truth is, I couldn’t pull it off with myself. That’s just not who I am.

Who am I? I am the girl in the jeans, boots, and whatever shirt I throw on. I also like yoga pants, shorts, and flip flops. Sometimes my hair looks cute and sometimes…. well we just won’t go there. I love makeup, but sometimes it’s just not worth the hastle.

Who am I? I am me, I’m not them. I am my own one of a kind person that I love. If I was anyone else or like anyone else then let’s face it…. I wouldn’t be me.