Every morning I go to the gym for an hour. I"m not a big sweat monger so for a few days in a row I pretty much wear those same clothes...ie my gym 'uniform.'
Do I care what Moms at school think of my repeating-never-matching 'ensamble?' No. Never. Who cares? I'm going to the gym. If anyone wishes to judges me...that's their problem. I'm confident and don't doubt what anyone thinks.
Till my three year old says to me this very morning...
"Why you were that all the time Mommy?
Oh...
Hm..
All day long I've tried to blow his comment off...but it's not going away. I found myself looking at what other people wear at the gym....I found myself at the mall looking at new 'matching' gym clothes....
All starting from a kid who can't even wipe his own butt yet.
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