The ugly underbelly of MOPS

No not those things you wash your floors with, I'm talking the seedy and disgusting dark side of being a mom of a preschooler.  You thought peer pressure on kids was tough, preschool pick up/drop off is like lord of the flies for stay at home moms.

There are two types of moms here.  One is the kind where your hair might still be wet, in curlers or otherwise unruly.  The ones that have sweatpants, pajama pants or slippers on.  You know, the real moms.  They typically have 2 or more children or any children under 3.

Then there are the type that look like they got up at 4 am, showered, dressed, did their hair, makeup and cast a glowing aura around themselves.  They sneer at the moms above, thinking they are better than everyone else and typically have only children or the one in preschool is their youngest.

I fall in the first category.  I don't ever wear makeup, my hair is always a mess at drop off, I *usually* am 'dressed' (today I am indeed wearing....exercise pants...huh.)  Yes I had to check.  I don't judge, because I don't want to be judged.

We have this mom, who falls into the second category, all the time.  I am blessed with being stuck with her 4 times a week (once more than every other mom) because our girls take dance in the same building right after one another.  She is sickeningly thin, and always made up like she's going to the Olive Garden.  Mmmhmm.  We parked next to her on Tuesday, and while simultaneously pulling our daughters out of our minivans (it's alarming the amount of minivans at p/u&d/o) she is talking to her daughter about her hair bow.  Now Thing 1 is all about hair bows so once in the ground she turns and asks 'do you like my pretty hair bow?'  Now mind you, the before mentioned evil mom heard this, I could see that on her face.  She walked away. I don't care much if she doesn't like me, it mutual.  I think that's obvious in the fact that I've seen this woman weekly for the past year and never so much looked in her direction.

But this is my damn daughter.  My innocent, polite, bright eyed social butterfly, who loves nothing more than to talk to new people.  I don't care if you don't like me.  But you better be nice to my daughter.  I ALWAYS respond to something when someone else's little kid talks to me.  Would it REALLY have killed her to have just said 'yes, very nice?'

And of course I have to turn to Hailey with a smile and say 'yes sweetheart your bow is very pretty' because this woman is apparently petty enough to ignore a 4 year old.  There is so much hate and evil in the world and I want to protect her from what I can.  I know I won't always be able to, but I shouldn't have to protect her from a bitchy fellow mom.  Worst thing is, her two girls are picking it up as well and are rude to the other girls at dance.

I know I'm not perfect, but I think raising and teaching your kids to be kind and polite (but not naive) is a very important thing in life.  It will affect who they are as adults and I don't know about any of you, but I don't want my daughter to become the bitchy mom at preschool drop off.

So thumbs up to my fellow moms who like they had a hell of a night with small kids and who actually look like they've spent the day rolling on the floor laughing with their kids.  Those other moms sure do look nice, but I don't see the point when I know I'll have slobbery kisses all over my face and my clothes would just end up wrinkled.  I'm sure I'll look halfway decent by the time my kids are in middle school :P

Fluffimama out <3