Small-Town Girl at the White House

Small-Town Girl at the White House

“I can’t wait to get to school on Monday and tell my friends that my mom gets to go to the White House!” my son exclaimed.

Mercy sakes, I hope they believe him. Because I can’t quite believe it myself just yet.

I’ve been writing regularly for Babble, a Disney-owned parenting site, and an opportunity came up for me and other core writers to attend an event at the White House to meet with Michelle Obama about her “Let’s Move!” initiative on children’s health and nutrition. I freaked out and then jumped at the chance to go. I could not pass up that kind of opportunity.

And now, I’m having a lot of emotions about it. They’re mostly good, just anxiety. I’m a small-town girl and I’ve never lived in a city big enough that I’ve had to rely on public transportation much. I’m not at all familiar with the area, so I’ve been studying up to get the lay of the land and looking at trying to fit in as much sight-seeing as I can while I’m there.

White House
Photo courtesy WhiteHouse.gov

I joked that I will feel a lot like Forrest Gump in our nations cap-i-tal.

I’m not going to receive the Nobel Peace Prize or a Congressional Medal of Honor, far from it, not even close. It’s a work trip. But there’s a sentimentality to it that I’m really feeling. The big picture of it all.

A small-town girl that underneath it all, still never feels quite good enough or worthy. A girl that rarely ventures out very far… will be standing in front of the First Lady in the White House in less than two weeks.

I think I’m going to pack some tissues. She’s probably seen it all by now.

Will I trip and fall? Will I throw up on her shoes? What on Earth am I going to wear out of my closet full of mom jeans, t-shirts and tennis shoes? Will it be okay to show up in an outfit from Wal-mart and my son’s Minecraft backpack? (It’s a great laptop bag.) I don’t know what I’ll look like when I get there, but I’m going to try my best and I’m going to be there.

I have always admired the First Lady. Always so poised, so classy. I can’t wait to see her. I don’t care what your politics are, do you think it’s an easy life to stand next to The President of the United States?

I love that she shops at Target and wears attainable clothes. I love that she insists on raising her daughters hands-on and does push-ups with Ellen. She gets out there and exercises with the kids. She can double dutch, and stays composed in the face of people saying terrible things. I don’t know that I’ve ever identified with any other First Lady before her, and I’m excited for the opportunity to meet her.

LetsMoveOfficial White House Photo by Chuck Kennedy
Lets Move! program on the White House Lawn -photo by Chuck Kennedy

I will write about the experience here on my blog and I’ll be sure to share pics as I navigate the city and check out the cool sights around Washington. (I’m betting that it’s an interesting time to be there right now with all the election craziness.)

I am staying in Arlington and I plan on taking a ton of pictures. I am really looking forward to this opportunity and I hope you follow me along on this exciting adventure! I will share pictures on Twitter and on the Real Honest Mom facebook page.

On March 15th, as I stand outside the gates of the White House, I will take a big, deep breath and give myself a little pep talk. I will snap a quick “White House selfie” as tangible proof for my son’s friends at school. And then the small-town girl will walk in, stand tall and allow herself to feel every single emotion that comes with the experience.

I hope Mrs. Obama has tissues.

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2 thoughts on “Small-Town Girl at the White House

  1. Good job! I’ve been OUTSIDE the White House and it was a wonderful experience. Have fun and don’t worry about all the logistics. It will happen!

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