Ravioli and all- February 21, 2012
Since having a baby girl I have absolutely loved dressing her up. It’s like having another wardrobe. Her closet filled with tiny clothes delights me to no end. Some days I get to pick out a frilly dress. Some days I get to put her in a basic, comfy Carter’s outfit. But, she’s always topped off with her signature bow. I figure it won’t be too long before she’s fighting me about holey jeans and too-short skirts. So, I try to dress her up how I like, while I can.
Miss C back in September at 10 months old donning a frock that's a prime example of Mama's matching mania.
When meeting new people or being out in public I like my child to look nice. On special occasions she’s dressed within an inch of her life. I love to show her off and show everyone how entirely adorable she is. That’s not a bad thing, right? Plus, well groomed child shows a conscientious, loving parent. Right?
Today I went too far and I’m ashamed.
My mom picked up Charlotte from the Waddler Class today to have a Baby/Grandma afternoon. I called to check in. Mom laughed and said, “She is so messy! Whatever she had for lunch, she sure enjoyed it!”
The original plan for the day was for Mom to bring her to work as I got off at 5:00pm. I told her on the phone, “Let’s just meet at Starbucks.”
I told Greyson about this change. He was a little surprised because he knew I had been looking forward to introducing my baby to my new coworkers. He wasn’t surprised I wanted to meet at Starbucks because of my fervent latte addiction, but was curious as to why I didn’t bring Charlotte to work.
“Well, Mom said she’s really messy and got her lunch all over her clothes,” I said on the phone.
::pause::
Greyson said, “Really Amy?! That’s terrible. You can’t be like that once she gets older.”
He’s right.
The last thing in the world I want is for my daughter to feel like she’s not good enough, especially when it comes to her appearance. I want to raise her to understand that good grooming and dressing well are important in life, but don’t define a person. There has to be a balance.
From now on I’ll introduce my girl to the world, ravioli and all.
She liked her dinner tonight too.
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LOVE LOVE LOVE the outfit of her matching attire!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am right there with you though on this one! I don’t like to look like “white-trash” and have my children look like they just rolled out of the orphanage! LOL
That outfit is epic! If we have another girl in the family, she’s totally wearing it too.
She is so cute, ravioli or not. It’s a southern thing, I think. We feel like we need to at least LOOK put together even if it’s a complete facade. And now I’m craving starbucks again. This always happens when I read your posts
LOL! Love a latte!
Thanks! Yeah, it’s like somehow the hairbow and matching socks masks my inadequacies just in case I run into someone from high school. Ha! Hey, wait. You’re from high school. My secret’s out! 😉
What a cutie! Having a boy, I think people expect less of him appearance-wise, but I always try to make sure he and his clothes are at least clean when we leave the house. I’d like to dress him up more, but it’s so difficult to find cute boy clothes that aren’t ridiculously dressy.