When Mom is a Bridesmaid

Mostly, I think I am a grown-up… or at least I pretend to be. There is no definitive criteria for establishing adult-hood and maturity is not automatically granted at the age of 18. Occasionally I’ll have one of those wow-I’m-getting-old moments and by occasionally, I mean all the time.

My best friend of almost 25 years is getting married. Yes, that would make us 21 years young. I am honored to be her bridesmaid and looking forward to the wedding. Although I don’t mind humiliating myself by blogging about life’s embarrassing moments, I won’t humiliate her by mentioning we used to have practice weddings in the library with paper flowers, wedding invitations written on notebook paper, and an aisle we used to walk down near the non-fiction section.

I haven’t been in a wedding since my own and I hadn’t anticipated the challenges of being a bridesmaid and being a mom at the same time.

Ah, how un-fondly I look back on that moment when the bridal shop called to verify my unusual measurements were accurate. Nonetheless, I re-did my measurements to determine whether or not having a baby had turned me into a mis-shapen mutant and it had. I not-so-enthusiastically ordered a larger dress size and was distressed when I tried it on. Snug is not a word that makes women feel beautiful or sexy. Bless the seamstress who promised the next time I try the dress on, my expression will be happier. If that is the case, I might have clothes professionally altered more often just for the pep-talks.

While we were waiting to have the alteration ticket written up, my mother and I were discussing undergarments. Yes, undergarments. My mother suddenly laughed (although I take undergarments very seriously) and I realized my son was standing on the pedestal with a young girl  who was having her prom gown fitted. Flirting already at 15 months… hide your daughters. After I offered an apology only necessary for me, I scooped him up and pondered the logistics of being a bridesmaid and being a mom.

We had a plan at the bridal shower for when he got fussy and I wasn’t able to make him happy without neglecting my bridesmaid duties, but the wedding will be a bigger challenge. I think I can hear some moms telling me to just leave him at home, but my usual childcare options will be AT this wedding and making arrangements is a little more complicated seeing as how we are traveling for the wedding.

And how will I get ready? I have been responsible for getting myself, my husband, and my son ready for the past 15 months. I’m afraid if I’m not there to help they’ll show up with no pants on or else inconveniently late. If the universe ever implodes and time collapses on itself, it is because a mother was not there to get her family ready.

This is another one of those unexpected ways a woman’s life changes after having a baby. No matter what other role I might serve as a bridesmaid, a working woman, or someone trying to wash their car… first and foremost I am a mom now!

What experiences have you had with taking your child to a wedding? Success or embarrassing disaster?  Any tips or tricks for taking your child to celebrate a special occasion?

Unusual Search Terms

So it wasn’t a fluke when someone found my blog by using the search terms ‘how to make barbie skinny jeans out of duct tape.’ Since calling attention to the unusual search term, it has happened again and again: how to sew a pencil skirt for barbie, duct tape barbie clothes, how to make doll skinny jeans, how to make barbie pants out of duct tape, how to make barbie jeans, and no sew barbie clothes. Have I missed my career calling? Am I the @rzrachelzoe of Barbie clothes? That’s major.

If it wasn’t interesting enough to find this blog by searching for how to make Barbie clothes out of duct tape, someone’s unique (we will call it) search for ‘how to make a flamingo out of duct tape’ brought them here.

Top Search Terms 03.02.2012

mr darcy bookmark: I might like a Mr. Darcy bookmark for myself. Let me know if you find one.

babysaurus: I have been referring to my son as a dinosaur since I had made the statement during our first sonogram that he looked like a little dino.

moms in sweaters: Some people like that kind of thing, eh?

drug theft: Hope I didn’t disappoint someone looking for an intense story about drug theft with my story about the childhood Barbie clothes heist I pulled off.

how to make a flamingo out of duct tape: Good enough to mention it again. Yeah, I just don’t know…

style up my mum: I suppose some teen was embarrassed when their mum was in the carpool lane in pajama pants and thought said mum needed a style upgrade.

“my humor is”: Nope, no humor here.

What is your most unusual search term this week? Please share in the comments below.