A Farewell to the Royal Motherhood of the PTO
And it's a wrap - well, almost a wrap. One awards ceremony, and one commencement left to go and I can move on from the secondary school system portion of the motherhood program. Truly this has not been me at my best. Maybe not always at my worst, but definitely not at my best. I am not someone who enjoys large crowds or gatherings except at college football games. And when you think college football games you should think about this - the crowds are usually large enough that you are anonymous in a crowd. But at school events, no such luck. School events are where you get to see the Royal Motherhood, the Queen Bees, the Perfection of the Hairdo, the GOOD MOMS . AND THEY ALWAYS SEE YOU COMING. Seriously, it's like they have radar or something. Maybe they are activated by the whiff of desperation and anxiety coming from my armpits, I don't know, but it's like I would turn a corner, and there it was, that condescending smirk of disapproval wrapped up in a smile. Think Chesh...