Fashionista rang this morning as she usually does…oh at about 8:45…just as I am not so patiently at all trying to get C1 and C2 out (of) the door so that we can get to school when the first bell rings.
I know I know…what on EARTH am I about to complain about when I only have a 5 minute walk to school. It really was complete and utter luck that we managed to live in the catchment area of an Outstanding school.
C1 was not even a ‘twinkle in my eye’ as CSr (now Daaad obviously) says when we first moved here, and although the school is literally down the street, some would suggest that we might not even get into it now as it is so oversubscribed.
Now there are all sorts of stories about falsifying leases, renting a property in the area before registration and then moving, and the worst transgressors of all…you know what’s coming…the DRIVERS!!!
But you know what, parents do what they have to do to get their kids a great education, so I think everyone needs to MIND their own BEESWAX. I’m not the one doing it and those of you winging about it don’t have to do it either so let’s stop the ‘Walking War’ and just be thankful that we don’t have that added stress of getting kids in the car and driving to school. So let’s mind our own beeswax AND give them a break.
What I do care about, however, is how I must surely be disturbing the entire neighborhood with my daily screams echoing out the (now always opened because summer arrived fast and furious), windows at my kids to ‘”get your snack bag” and “pick up your book bags” and “hurry up and get those shoes one” and now the latest rant… “stand still while I put suncream on you”.
Although if someone did knock on my door and complain about the incessant shouting, you know what I would say…MIND YOUR OWN BEESWAX!
So today I am particularly bewildered as to how on earth Fashionista does do it? How does she get out (of) the door and drive along Holland Park Avenue immaculately dressed (I am sure), and perfectly coiffed (also quite sure), with me on her speaker phone on her morning commute to her very serious, very senior position at one of London’s largest financial institutions?
And although I NEVER answer at 8:45 and Fashionista KNOWS I am doing the school run at 8:45, she calls…at 8:45. So, I either get a voicemail update or I try and call back as soon as I drop off C1 and C2 and hope there was traffic so that we can chat before she is perfectly (but not that comfortably) ensconced in her swivel chair.
Whew. Got her. We catch up on our news and then there is still time to chat about what else has been driving us nuts for the past couple of weeks. We compare all of the term end activities and events that go on in June, all of the money that is required for teachers presents, school fairs and sports events. We also discuss in great detail the latest birthday parties for our children that were all born this time of year.
So while Fashionista has ‘Leaned In’ with her career, I have most definitely ‘Opted Out’ for the time being and yet we remain close friends and confidants who mutually respect and admire one another.
No ‘Mommy War’ around here then!
Remember a few months ago a New York Post columnist wrote an open letter in response to some comments Gwyneth had made about the number of hours spent working on a film set as compared to a more traditional 9 to 5 office job? An explosive debate followed with everyone having an opinion on the matter.
The letter set the tone for the ensuing ‘Mommy Wars’ that has since settled down. Parenting magazine ‘researched’ whether a war truly was waging:
Here’s the interesting thing: While a majority of stay-at-home moms and working moms believe that “mommy wars” are real, few see them in their own community and even fewer report having been criticized for their choices. According to a Parents poll of more than 500 mothers nationwide by Quester, a research company in Des Moines, 63 percent of mothers believe that a mommy war exists. Yet as you’ll see in the results that appear throughout this story, when we asked moms whether they saw evidence of such hostility in their own social circle, the number who said yes dropped dramatically — to just 29 percent.
So whether us mums (or dads for that matter) have ‘leaned in’, opted out, work from home or work outside the home, we do what we have to do and everyone else can MIND THEIR OWN BEESWAX.
But…then again…it looks like Fashionista and I are headed for a serious conflict afterall.
We can’t agree on where to have a drink tonight. I of course prefer to stay West, closer to my neighborhood while Fashionista, being the busy corporate exec by day, fashionista by night, undoubtedly wants to stay in Central London.
War may be raging afterall...I wonder who will buy the first shot…
PEACE mothers, fathers, workers, walkers and drivers…
1 cup Little Black Dress Vodka’s Pineapple Honey flavor
¼ cup freshly squeezed, lemon juice, strained
½ cup fresh lemon balm leaves, loosely packed 2 dashes of bitters for each cocktail
Club soda, to top off
Lemon slices, for garnish
Mix together, drink and tell anyone that calls or knocks on your door to MIND THEIR OWN BEESWAX.