Jeans are Not a Mom’s Best Friend

I assume that most everyone is familiar with mom jeans and it’s typical stigma. However, since becoming a mom I have a new appreciation for the reasoning behind such a high waist. Personally, I can’t stand to wear something with such a high waist but with all of the stooping, bending, toy gathering and child lifting that I conduct on a daily basis, I get it. Mom jeans are more about functionality than style. You just need the dumb things to stay up. I only wear jeans when absolutely necessary, most typically when going outside of the house to an establishment where there are a majority of non-moms. As soon as I make it back inside the walls of my own home, I toss my jeans aside and grab a pair of pants classified in the category of active, lounge or stretchy wonderfulness. Not only do they stay up and go on easily, they move and contort into whatever angles I need to contort into in order to save the minuscule toy pieces from the robot vacuum.

Now, let me specify these are not leggings. Leggings have three purposes:

1. Outfit completion/modesty while wearing dresses and tunics.

Toddlers think anything mom wears below the waist makes for a great hiding spot/tent/dark cave, you get the idea. Also as previously mentioned, there is a lot of bending that happens as a mom.

2. Husband attraction.

Maintaining a house, avoiding complete child chaos and serving as garbage disposal to avoid waisting food from the already limited grocery budget is stressful. For moms, leggings gives us some inner sass, but it’s really all about that bass.

3. The gym. You know who you are and you don’t have young kids.

Being rather tall for my gender, the extra 3” of fabric I require makes jeans very expensive and difficult to find. Neither of these attributes are mom friendly. Being in the child bearing years also means that my body is continually changing sizes. Talk about a self esteem booster. I despise all of my pairs of jeans. So to the mom who is reading this and contemplating going to the grocery store in stretchy pants, I feel you. I’ve been there. I’ve gone there.

Summer has its fashion conundrums and aside from my incredibly pale skin and cellulite, I can’t wait for warm enough weather to wear shorts, dresses and when you just need a judgement free zone – maxi skirts. Now if I could only find a pair of universally applicable, comfortable, and super cute shoes.

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