The swishy blonde ponytail mums and others

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Just started school run for the first time with my dc, interesting to observe the different mums.
The type of mum I want to be the most is one of the bouncy, swishy blonde ponytails ones wearing gym gear. I also saw the well put together, professional ones in the suits…perfect make up and jewellery..reeking of class and top organisational skills.
Then we have the mums with more than one, usually juggling the bags with the tiny baby or errant toddler, slightly stressy looking or just gone-completely dead tired.
As it happens I’m the fairly inconspicuous one who shuffles past-jeans and converse, never really late but almost always just about to be…one dc but still fairly stressy, not bouncy, not well polished…but off home to clean up dog poo.

Which are you?

I'm the mum who use to Chuck child into breakfast club dressed for work and collect from ASC looking dishevelled.

And I'm not sure the morning me looked much better

Comparison is the thief of all joy! 😏😏

I would love to be a swishy ponytail mum. Instead, I am a wobbly mum in jogging bottoms and a pyjama top, looking stressed because she's doing the school run and a conference call at the same time.

Some days I have a swishy blonde pony and dressed up for work, other days a messy bun and whatever I can find to pull on for the school run, neither change who I am.

Where were the digs by the OP? I didn’t see any judgements of women based on whether they were dressed up or down. She wasn’t criticising any of the mums that she saw.

Doesn't the nanny do the school run?

Exactly! I'm the professional mum and the swishy blonde ponytail mum on different days but now I know that I'm stereotyped into 1 category only it's probably the the fat mum.

I have a blonde swishy pony tail and wear tight gym gear but my life is far from together. I wouldn't even say im a great mother, just trying to survive 😂 im sure you know you can't read a book by it's cover

=) which mum am I?
None of the above! I apologise.
I run around in airforces, baby strapped to me. I apparently make it look effortless, but it feels like amateur hour on repeat

an where are those in pyjamas and uggs?

Wonder what box I fall into. Mum of 3 who works weekends so dresses for work then but always does make up, hair and had nice clothes on. Woman don't really fit into categories.

@ThickCutSteakChips - The dads have all got beards and are in touch with their emotions. They walk slowly as they are going home afterwards to work on artisan goods and to feed their hens, so there isn’t much rush.

Occasionally the odd aggro one in a tracksuit who is pissed off that his contact time (which he actually fought bitterly for “fathers for justice” style) means that he is required to do the school run once a week.

There are a few in nice wool coats and office wear - they dropped off earlier though when breakfast club opened.

Mother land

I'm the mum who lacks a physical form. I both exist yet don't simultaneously. I am always early, on-time and late. I am beyond gym wear. The staff fear contacting me on parents evening.

I'm the PTA wanker who looks like someone shaved a hippo and kicked it through Primark...

Im a mixture, wfh half the week, on those days I might be in running leggings if I have intentions of getting some exercise into my working day. Otherwise I'll be in jeans and converse or whatever. If I'm going into the office I'll be more smartly dressed and carrying a heavy laptop bag as I need to catch a bus. The glamour!

I am an old hippy and have always looked like one.

I had my kids in my late 30s at a time when this was a rarity. All I was hoping was that no-one thought I was their granny

People don’t fit into neat boxes as much as you think. I probably look skanky about 90% of the time but I have a professional job. I work from home, so I only look nice on the top half when I have video calls.

I used to be a bit intimidated by the swishy mums but they’re quite friendly really.

I'm the pregnant one, jeans and trainers, juggling all the bags for 2 kids, saying hello to everyone as been doing school drop-off for 4 years, slightly manic expression searching for childminder to drop off half the bags to, dashing around to get back home for my 1st meeting of the day in my 6 figure, full-time job (that probably nobody would believe I do). I definitely don't fit into any of your categories!

I guess I'm neurotic, bewildered mum in a cardigan, looking 40 but actually early 30s. The more time that goes by the more I become a fat version madame trelawney. Like she came off the sauce and became addicted to chocolates.

They sound like a range of Barbie's. I'll be the one who's kids walk to school without me so you never see me. International mum of mystery.

I'm the one who is on their last of four through the primary system who is absolutely done with the irreverence and politics of the school car park.

I'm consistently the fat mum...can't get away from that.

But I'm also all of the above depending on what's happening - the only approach I haven't tried is being the PJs mum. Nothing could persuade me to do the school run in my PJs although I imagine people do snigger at me in my running gear

Why so sniffy, people? It's only like Motherland.