Something occured to me today while Sav and I were at the pool. During one of the lifeguard breaks all the Mommies and babies decided to break out their snacks. That was fine with me so I reached into our pool bag and gave Sav her bottle of water and zip-loc baggy of goldfish. Goldfish are her jam right now. As I looked around the pool I noticed something...
All the other Mamas had small meals planned for their kiddos. I saw loaves of bread and bags of chips. I was kind of...how can I put this...embarrassed. All my kid had was a bag of goldfish and a water bottle. That's it. It never crossed my mind to pack anything more than that. I have always prided myself on being able to leave the house without a lot of stuff. I hate stuff. I hate it hanging from me and I hate carrying it. I hate stuffing it under a stroller and I hate unloading it when we get home.
I'm sure all Moms feel that way. But looking around at the pool today you wouldn't know it. I felt like a rookie this morning. Which I kind of am but that's really besides the point. Maybe I am too low maintenance as a Mom. I bet Savannah would have loved a Nutella and banana sandwich with a slice of watermelon and chips today at the pool. I bet she would have. I always justify my appetizer sized snack with the fact that we are eating lunch when we leave. I think I should rethink that. The truth is I have the hardest time getting her to eat a real lunch when we get home. There may be something to bringing a small deli shop to the pool.
I'm going to give it a shot on our next pool day. The worst thing that could happen is that I'll end up bringing all that crap back home with me. Which will bring me back to a place that I hate to be. Which will be cool cause that's part of this gig. Add hauling crap to my new resume. I'm a Jill of all trades.