Wednesday, May 31, 2017

The Fitting Room Diaries

Grab a cup of coffee and hold on to your mom jeans,  its about to get real.

 After my post about dressing the mom bod for spring I got some of the sweetest feedback to my inbox.  Most everyone can relate to needing a little extra love in the wardrobe department to help us navigate our post baby bodies and closets.  While I loved all the positive feedback, and felt good that I had encouraged some of you, I have to admit I have been backsliding lately on the self love.  

Last weekend I was out of town on a girls shopping trip.  I went out the night before to eat and had a couple drinks because the kids were with my mom.  My 3AM wake up call and 5 hours in the car bright and early had me feeling less than my best.  Then I decided to spend the day dressing and undressing over and over again in front of a mirror under fluorescent lights.  Needless to say my usually solid self esteem took a nosedive and I saved my husband lots of money not going crazy updating my closet for summer.   I figure I should probably stop living my life like I am on permanent vacation and shake this mom bod of mine back to its happy place.  

The week before our shopping trip Preston got super sick, Leavitt seemed to also be sick but not double-ear-infection-and-pneumonia-sick like his little brother.  My talented and super thoughtful gal pal the fabulous Danielle Brady Photography, had us on the books for mommy and me pics that had to be rescheduled because who needs 100 pictures of my kids crying and me sweating? No one.  I mean those are actually my favorite pictures from every single session ever, but I do love the perfectly sweet candid just as much.  I was kind of happy they got pushed back so I could find new outfits for the photos, however after my day in the fitting room I started to think I didn't want to do pictures at all.  

Now I will just stop here and say I am a fairly confident gal, who despite knowing my flaws tends to embrace the season knowing at some point I will work on it (or not depends on the mood I guess) but I just don't find my self worth in the mirror, or in my closet for that matter.  I love fashion and clothes make me happy but that is not part of my self worth.  I give and receive love all day every day and that's where my worth comes from.  I have a deep appreciation for my body, for carrying two healthy baby boys, a gift that I would never cheapen by hating it for being a little too soft should we say.  

My weekend in the dressing room was a rough one on the pride, but I would never turn down the chance to take pictures with my boys, to document a season of life because my ego is deflated.  I am mad at myself for letting my head go there.  So mamas, suck it up, suck it in, take the pictures and for gosh sake when the fitting room is letting you down head to the shoe department! Can I get an AMEN on that one?! 

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