As a tween, makeup (or related, lip balm-type products) were about feeling "fancy" and exciting and grown-up and very “pretty princess.” Now? Well, I have a toddler now, and I work from home, so I can go days without putting on makeup. This is not meant to be a complaint, my friends. Trust me; I’m totally fine not wearing makeup and when I finally do get around to pulling that shiny black bag out of the drawer, it feels like an automatic special occasion. It also feels odd, because there are some weird things that moms do when we put on makeup.
Yeah, I can admit it. Actually, and now that I really take the time to think about it (time I usually don't have, mind you), even putting makeup on can feel strange yet fancy; exciting yet a complete and total pain. Of course, now that I'm a mother, I no longer feel “pretty princess” fancy, but more like “perky happy hour attendee” fancy, which is pretty much the aesthetic I’m always shooting for (but rarely achieve).
While, I suppose there is plenty of room to do a deep dive into the feminist (or, not-so-feminist) discussion about moms and makeup, I'll just consider that another conversation for another day. Today’s conversation is about what a mom’s makeup routine might actually entail, including the parts that don't even involve makeup at all. Here’s what I suspect many of us experience, because motherhood is weird in and of itself, and putting on makeup (if you choose) is nothing more than are minder that "odd" is our "normal," now.