Showing posts with label Gold Cardigan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gold Cardigan. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

sequins and stripes

Sequin Top: Anthro, thrifted $7 / Skirt: Antrho via eBay, $10 /
Pumps: Seychelles via eBay / Cardigan: Thrifted
Justin told me this weekend that he thinks he's "nesting". He's been cleaning everything, and wants to do one final purge of the house before the baby comes. This man is too adorable you guys.

He also spent about 20 minutes Friday night chatting about birthing and breastfeeding with me and a couple of my girlfriends. He brings me my prenatal every night before bed. In the car this weekend, he kept asking me to sing for him and the baby, AND he made sure we were ready on time and dropped me off to prenatal yoga Saturday morning.

And my favorite, he looked up a bunch of reviews online, and went and got "the best" baby book from the library. And he brought it to work to read on his downtime.

Adorable. Amazing. While I've still kind of been in denial about this whole birthing/baby thing, I am so grateful for Justin and all he has done to help prepare us both.

Thursday, June 21, 2012

I like me.


Shoes: Seychelles via eBay / Leggings: F21 $4 / Dress:  Thrifted $7 / Cardigan: Thrifted $5
Bag: via eBay $5 / Watch: Lucien Picard via eBay $75 / Ring: Nordstroms
Anyone who has followed my blog for a while knows how much I believe that every man, woman and child should be able to feel comfortable in their own skin. During my studies, I came across article after article that talked about how damaging our culture's unrealistic expectations can be on an individual's perception of themselves. We need to change the way we think about ourselves. They way we think about our beauty, value and place in the world.

So it is a little hard for me to admit that one of the hardest things about this pregnancy for me to deal has been the physical changes I've been experiencing.

My boobs look like a war zone. I can't do any of my pants up, let alone get them over my hips (which will never again be quite like they were before pregnancy). My legs have been permanently burned red, my ankles are starting to swell, and I don't really remember what is was like to not have a bloated belly.

But, instead of being grateful for all these changes and what they represent, I've been frustrated by them.

So, I needed a reminder that I like me. Swollen belly, ankles, boobs and all. Beauty isn't and shouldn't be defined by what you look like, but how you allow your experiences to shape and define you.

 Regardless of weight, skin tone, age, or pay grade, you should love yourself for who you are, as you are.

So, I'm renewing my commitment to like myself, just as I am, right this moment.

If you want to commit with me, you can join this list. Commit to celebrating yourself, your uniqueness, your difference,  your talents; you. Commit to really appreciating yourself as you are and trying to avoid comparing yourself to anyone else.

I like you, and you should too.

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