More than just a mother
I walked around in high heels for an hour today. The baby was sleeping, so I took the opportunity to walk around in heels and feel a little ladylike. Sure I had tomato sauce on my shirt (from dinner last night), I didn’t leave the house, my hair is a mess and my waist still isn’t anything to write home about, but still. For an hour I felt like being more than just a mother and that was actually really, really great.