It was a hot Summer night, and my girlfriends and I were all getting
ready to hit the trendiest clubs in San Juan. There we were, looking
all cute and dressed to impress. Perfect nails, perfect eyebrows,
perfect hair. Twenty-something divas looking just perfect, feeling
beautiful, and getting ready to have some fun while listening to an
eighties remix of Alphaville's "Forever Young".
was then. Before husbands. Before kids. Before real
responsibilities; I mean, other than going to Psychology 101, of
course. I do miss getting ready to go out with my girlfriends. Hell, I
miss finding spare time to pluck my eyebrows these days! We are so
focused on driving the kids to soccer practice, getting dinner ready and
taking the baby to the pediatrician, that we forget our inner diva. It
is so easy to get caught up in our daily routines as mothers that we
tend to forget that we are women too. Mothers, yes, but also beautiful
and intelligent women.
Joaquin was born, I went to get my very much needed highlights and
haircut. There was a new trendy salon in the Lakeview area that was
highly recommended by a friend of mine. There I was, sipping my
Cabernet, flipping through the pages of a Glamour Magazine, enjoying
some alone time and ready to wake up my inner diva, who had been dormant
for the last nine months. My new stylist welcomed me and we started
we going to get rid of your high school hair now? I mean, you ARE over
thirty and a MOM" She pointed out.
the hell?!? I couldn't believe what she was saying. Really? So does
that mean that I have to automatically get the generic soccer mom
haircut? Do I start wearing Mom jeans too? I couldn't believe that
this lady said that to me. I was both upset and disappointed. This was
supposed to be my escape, my time to unwind and to feel like a young
attractive woman after being very pregnant with Joaquin for nine months.
"Not to be disrespectful, but I happen to like my high school
hair, especially if I can pull it off. It is not like I'm sixty
pretending to be twenty-five." I said smiling my perfect sarcastic
This woman was not going to take my rock star moment
away from me!
I ended up getting a trim and highlights and never
step foot in that salon again. We have so little time as mothers to
unwind and decompress from our daily routines, that we need to make the
best out of those tiny breaks that life offers. If it is getting a
haircut, a manicure, going out for retail therapy or having a night out
with your girlfriends; make the best out of it. We all deserve it.
I prepared a special slide show honoring my girl friends; before,
during and after kids.
To celebrate our inner diva, here's a fabulous low carb mojito recipe that I got from mojitorecipes.org. Salud!
2 sprigs fresh mint
3 wedges fresh lime
12 drops Sweet 10 sugar substitute
2 ounces rum
6 ounces club soda
Muddle mint sprigs and lime wedges with a sugar substitute in the bottom
of a tall glass. When the ingredients are well pulverized, add ice to
fill the glass. Add the rum and club soda. Stir very well.