All Hail the Mom Jeans!!

So I'd like to start my first blog with a confession. I try really hard to keep up with fashion trends, but I truly have no idea what I'm doing. I guess it's just not a big enough priority, because I continuously screw it up. I brush up on what's popular and then trot on over to my favorite boutique: Target and attempt to make myself look somewhat presentable, on what feels like a welfare budget (it would make a crack whore laugh in pity). But then I find myself constantly leaning back on what's simply comfortable. (After all, I do spend most of my time wrestling three little kids. A cute skirt and some wedges just won't cut the mustard.) And then there are those mornings when I'm in a rush and have the misfortune of combining the two (fashion trend with comfy-mom clothes). And this morning was no exception. After losing a lot of the post-baby weight, I've thrown out all of my high-waisted mom jeans, vowing that I'd never go that route again. Unfortunately, I never threw out my mom underwear. So this morning I threw on my clothes and ran out the door, in quite a rush. As I was dropping the twins off at preschool, I saw an acquaintance of mine and proceeded to raise my arm in the air, to wave at her. It was then that I realized that my jeans were low-waisted but my underwear were hanging out about TWO INCHES above my jean line. Ugh. Instead of trying to cover it up, I quickly pretended that I was very ill. Afterall, who could make fun of me when I was practically on deaths door, right? I couldn't help but laugh myself to tears, once I got back into the van. (I do that a lot since becoming a SAHM...laugh hysterically, all by myself...not quite sure if that's normal or not...I'll look into it). I wanted to come home and take a picture of it, but the baby pooped all over me and I had to come straight home and change. Anyway, you gotta love the mom jeans!