I used to be that girl. You know, the one with a million pictures of herself, all different poses, different outfits. I used to do little mini photo shoots with myself, just to add a new album on facebook. Yes,I was just.that.vain.
I would get up, and spend hours getting ready for my days. Hair, makeup, clothes, heels. Always, always heels. I didn’t even own an athletic shoe.
Now? I spend my day in whatever is most suitable to workout in. If I’m leaving the house, I’ll put on clothes (that match!), but I can’t imagine that people who see me out and about look at me and say “wow, she’s really put together!” I’m probably sort of invisible. Izzy always looks great though! Adorable baby, with a raggedy momma. Smh.
What caused this shift? I mean I was fly before Byron, fly when I met him. Fly while we were dating, after he proposed, after the wedding, during the pregnancy, after the birth….well there went my fly! Did you see it?
After I had Izzy, being cute went right out the window. And it took sleep with it. Those first months, the only thing on my mind was making sure Izzy wasn’t crying. Which meant a boob in the mouth, or being constantly rocked, neither of which requires a cute outfit. I don’t think I could have put an outfit together if I tried! So I wore whatever was most comfortable, and gave me the easiest boob access. And that’s where I got stuck. It’s where I’m still stuck. I gained weight. And so now, my only choices really are stretchable. And thats not cute. It could be. Leggings and tunics are what’s in right now. But do I have leggings and tunics? No. I have sweats and t shirts. And not even cute ones! What’s wrong with me!?
So…to bring this all back around to a place where I can make a point……I’m ready to be cute again. And I’m sure Byron is ready for that too! (just a side note, I always, always look my best when I go anywhere with him, so he can be proud to have me on his arm!)
So, I’ll be doing a little shopping here and there, and definitely putting in some effort. Keeping up the house is important, and making sure Izzy well taken care of, and cooking,and clients, and all of that are too. But you know what? I deserve to feel good about myself, and I’m going to make sure that I’M well cared for just like everything else!
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