I'm the yellow chick trying to get into the group of brown chicks (yes I used a picture of baby chickens for my metaphor) in regards to the other moms.
Especially at ballet school. I shall call them momzillas. The momzillas are full time soccer moms/ housewives. There are usually 1 or 2 moms whom are not part of the momzillas and we usually engage in a group together...the antimomzillas. There is one pediatrician and one sociology professor. Even the dads have a group. I have come to realize that the dads have their own group for a reason....protection from the momzillas.
But Thursday was my first time back at ballet school with M since October and the antimomzillas were no where to be found. So I put on my social cap and a smile. However, I can't get in. But I don't even try hard. I've learned that I have no recipes to share, no cleaning tips, I have no clue how a washing machine even works, I haven't read 50 shades of grey (and have no intention to) and I'm not sure what that rash is you have on your leg.
I do find it interesting how some of these women seem to "lose respect" for me when they hear that I am en route to being a full time working doctor. I think being a full time housemom is one of the greatest jobs in the world! It is so much fun, you are raising the next generation, you see the light of your life's every moment and you get to do what you love everyday! I have the utmost respect for every single woman that decides to take on this hard yet fruitful job. I just happen to love medicine and want to do that everyday while enjoying my beautiful amazing M.
And I'm totally happy with this as my self portrait (minus the cooking pan, I can't cook. I have been known to burn water):
Just write an S across my chest and give me a cape.
