the moms of gymnastics

Annabelle has been in gymnastics this spring, so every monday at 2, I wake tallulah up from her nap and drive/drag both girls out to the place where she takes her lessons, and she does all kind of stuff for an hour while I sit out with the other moms and unruly siblings watching our kids...of course I am watching the moms too:

1. the normal moms: I put myself in this category. They come in varied attire, sometimes in work out gear, sometimes in jeans, they watch their kids with and mess with their phones. When the lesson is over their kids run to them and they give them water and tell them how wonderful they are and what a great pull over they just did.

2. the frumpy mom: this lady has totally let herself go...and she is taking her kids with her. They are messy and run all over the place. She is nice enough, but I look upon her scornfully, for whatever wretched reason that causes people to need to look down on someone who is doing their best. But despite my scorn at her appearance, after the class her girl runs to her and she tells her how wonderful she is what a great job she did.

3. The uber mom: this lady has 4 kids under 6. Three boys and one baby girl. She is tall and thin and always as cool as a cucumber. When her baby poops, she doesn't inwardly groan and roll her eyes and check her watch to see if it is reasonable that they wait until they get home to change the diaper...she just smiles and laughs and gets up to change her. She wears appropriate mom clothes and always a little makeup. Her kids are well behaved and she handles their few transgressions like they are no big deal. She chats with another mom she knows--who is also in awe of her--as her kids play. She is always cheerful and quite possibly mormon--except she is too old to have kids that young. She is just cool. And her boys adore her

4. The glamour mom: She is tall and skinny with long blonde hair. I think her daughter's name is Skyler. Gag. Her hair is always blown out and she is wearing something fancy that definitely did not come from gap, the loft, or target (these being the only place's that stay at home mom's are allowed to get their stuff at) and every week she totes a different huge kate spade bag. She is always on her phone making dinner reservations or vacation plans. She is trying to get her kids in as many camps as she can for the summer. She has also financed a tempur-pedic mattress and it is soooo comfortable. (and I am thinking-lady if you need to finance that thing, you have no business buying it) She looks down at the rest of us with scorn, for whatever wretched reason--because to her we are all the frump moms. And I can't tell if I hate her or am jealous of her....

But the thing is--after the class is over her two kids run out to her and she hugs the big and tells them how wonderful they are and what wonderful pull overs they did--and it is obvious that she was watching them the whole time, even while making her vacation plans. Her kids adore her too.

They all adore us, we, the awesome moms of gymnastics.