Hot Mess Mom Does Not Equal Real Mom. Stop It!

It's been bugging me for a while and since this is where I write and tell you how I'm feeling, here it goes. 
I am not sure when the "I'm a hot mess Mom"  started to mean you are a real Mom,but it doesn't and it's pretty annoying. 
Stop it.
When did not combing your hair and wearing pajamas in public mean you are a good Mom who's keeping it real? 
In fact, I believe it means you need to reevaluate your life and it's kind of a flip off to those of us who work really hard to keep things together. 
Don't get me wrong, there are definitely days when I don't have it together,when kids act crazy,when I'm struggling with balancing it all,but never does that mean that can't be bothered to put on pants to go to the grocery store. 

Am I TV ready Mom that you see on Fox 4 twice a month,  the perfect make up Mom, wearing stilettos to work Mom, Pinterest perfect decorated, spotless house Mom, no. 

I am however, doing my hair, putting on some lip gloss and getting my kids to school on time with a packed lunch, making dinner, throwing the dishes in the dishwasher and helping with homework, taking them to practice, making a to-do list and getting shit done Mom.

I think we've somehow we've gotten off track by watching the viral Facebook videos of the Moms guzzling wine and calling their kids assholes. 

Again, yes, my children can be a pain in ass and sometimes they make you want to drink; but come on. That in no way makes you a more real Mom. There are so many women I know who would give anything to be a Mom, who waited and prayed and hoped for their babies. There has to be a balance between the two.  

Perfect Mom no, I am not, there are so many failures on my part, it would require another blog. Hot ass mess Mom, nope, not that either. 

I get up 30 minutes before my kids, so I can have my coffee (no one wants to know me without my coffee), I stay up 30 minutes later sometimes to practice my yoga or eat brownies in the peace and quiet or veg out and watch Friends for the millionth time. It's called balance and making this Mom thing a priority - even when it's difficult.  

Take off those damn pajama pants, roll your face in a little makeup and get it together. Show your children you can handle being their Mom and have your own goals/life and not be a hot mess.