Mother’s Gone Wild
Please do not be alarmed. You are not about to be subjected to thirtysomething mama’s flashing video cameras. But I have seen such an occurrence…
I am taking about working mothers on business trips or any mamas on a girls night out. It is amazing how you can take your typical suburban soccer mom, remove the kids, add alcohol and see the transformation. She goes from pony-tail, hoodie wearing mom to plunging neckline, trippin’ in her stilettos mama.
I had such an evening (minus the plunging neckline – it was a work event people!) this week while on a business trip. A few co-workers and I went out for drinks. I broke my two cocktail at a work function limit (okay, I more than doubled it…). I knew it was time to switch to water when I am in a photo booth with one of MY EMPLOYEES, hamming it up for the camera. After the photos we stop to each call our kids to say goodnight and then start researching karaoke bars… that’s when not only did I need water, but a taxi back to the hotel!
What makes moms (and dads) go from nose wiping angels to boozin’ babes? I will tell you: We live to close to the brink of insanity! When given a small break from parenting we digress. Not only do we shed some responsibility temporarily, we shed our ‘set the example’, ‘do the right thing’ personas. And guess what – it feels great! Well, actually it feels hazy and not as great the next morning, but still worth it!
Pictures have been omitted to protect the guilty!
you know i’ve been to the edge, there i stood and looked down, you know i lost a lotta friends there baby, ain’t got no time to mess around…
Agreed. Each of us needs to find the thing that keeps us off the edge and doesn’t land us on another equally dangerous cliff!
hopefully you got the Van Roth ref there.
Oh yes, I am one of those wild moms! Two glasses of wine and I’m ready to rock. You are so right about living on the edge – we all remember who we were before the kids came, and we get glimpses of that person sometimes. Of course, this needs to occur when my other friends at the time are feeling the same – or we end up just doing our dinner/movie back home at 10:00pm, calm mommies night out. But the wild mommy is always lurking so beware! Love this post.
Jennifer, you truly are my soul sister!!!
A couple of Appletinis makes Diane a happy girl:)