Confessions of a Hipster Mom

by samantha on November 22, 2011


I’ve been a mom for nearly 5 years now. I’ve run the gamut from trying to be perfect and fulfill my children’s every need, fulfill the needs of my family as a whole and then naturally, totally selfishly, cater specifically to my own needs. In my defense, the later is a rarity. I’ll forever be searching for the happy medium. Balance comes with experience.  And sometimes you have to let go of your quest for perfection to create a sense of ease for yourself and the family. So here is my confession….

Today my son had an international lunch at his school. Each family was to bring in a dish that represented their heritage. Because I consider myself an all-American girl through and through I thought that the Hot Dogs on a Stick and Orange Julis’ I favored growing up near in the Thousand Oaks Mall in Southern Callifornia wouldn’t really convey “heritage”, so we went with BD’s official German roots. He’s a real live immigrant! so I get super excited when spews German on the phone with his mom and he makes me feel super un-touristy when we visit Germany (perks of a forigner husband). It’s actually funny because I was always turned of by Euro dudes but he ditched the accent early on when he took speech therapy in 7th grade. Thank gawd! because accents are not my thing.

It was a no brainer that I would prepare a German dish for Fritz (a traditional German name!) and his class mates. After a short discussion with BD and what kind of German dish would appeal to 4-year olds we settled on German Potato Salad. Easy enough. I marked it in my calender to prepare the dish after work on Monday night and send it off with Fritz in the morning. Well, that Monday my day at work required a dinner at the grand opening of a clients restaurant (not complaining!). After a huge tasting and a rather large dirty martini I was done. Making a potato salad from scratch was looking bleak.

Thanks when a clever co-worker suggested I purchase pre-made potato salad from a so-so upscale grocery store on the way home and pass it off as my own. Something a debaucherous as this had never crossed my mind! The weight had been lifted. Being the super mom I’m strive to be—the thought never crossed my mind to deceive an entire pre-k class with store bought potato salad, but there I was, slightly tipsy, in front of the deli counter telling the deli guy I’d take all of what they had left. The marker stuck in the salad even read “Italian Potato Salad”. Fuck it! I was all in at this point and wasn’t going to let that bother me, BD is actually half Italian so it was almost like fate.

Needless to say we pulled it off. I had a stress free evening and most likely half the pre-schoolers thought is was “gross” and the other half thought it was “yummy”. Every one won.

When I arrive home everyone was asleep and I took the potato salad in question and transferd it in to a tuperware, marked it with “German Potato Salad  -Fritz”. My shinnanigans went totally undetected and saved me time and worry.

Moral of the story: Don’t be so hard on yourself! If it will make your life a little less stressful. It’s worth it!!

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Biglittleowl November 22, 2011 at 5:34 pm

Oh girl! I kinda wanna love you for this! And also confess that we had a similar pre-k moment involving IKEA meatballs…no comment. Everyone won there, too!

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