Thursday, March 31, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
Am I beautiful? It's a subjective question and to each person will respond differently but the question is; what do I think? Growing up I was showered with compliments of being my daddy's princess. I was told I was beautiful at least once a day. I believed will al my heart that I was indeed beautiful. I was confident and certain that I was going places in this world.
Then I grew up and left the complementing walls of my home and ventured to a far off place to attend college. The college I attended seemed to be filled to the brim with the most beautiful women in the world. Suddenly, I would question the reflection that I saw in the mirror, "are you beautiful?" without the reassuring showers of compliments my confidence dwindled and I even felt ugly at times. This shift in persona led to overeating, anxiety and retraction.
It took me time to realize that beauty doesn't lie in compliments. Beauty doesn't lie in my reflections. Beauty doesn't lie in whether I can fit into a pair of skinny jeans. No. Beauty lies within my being. I am beautiful when I am grounded. I am beautiful when I am happy. I am beautiful when I am healthy. I am beautiful with stretch marks for they remind me of the miracles that I have been blessed with. I am beautiful when I am content with who I am and where my path of life is heading. Beauty lies in my certainty of a divine being.
I believe that beauty is not so much something you just see. I believe that beauty begins as a feeling and that feeling grows and radiates in the appearance of beauty.
I determine if I am beautiful. I do not believe that it is conceded to believe in being beautiful rather I think by telling and believing in my own beauty I radiate goodness and am able to see the beauty in those around me with increased clarity.
Ask yourself, "Am I beautiful?" The answer is up to you. You don't need to visit the salon or go on a shopping spree to be beautiful you just have to decide that you are beautiful. Decide to be beautiful and feel the transformation.
I gave myself about 20 minutes to wake him before having to leave. our conversation went something like this;
me: Honey I have to go soon, can you wake up?
Ben: (sudden movements, freaky wide eyes) Where am I? What is this!?
Me: You are in bed taking a nap but I need you to wake up
Ben: do you have the spreadsheet?
me: (seriously) Honey we are at home I need you to wake up
Ben: I am awake...are we doing a sales pitch?
Me: No I need you to watch the kids while I leave (Oh dear, he is going to put the baby in the oven for dinner)
Ben: (somewhat aggravated) Well what face do you want? before or after?
Me: what on earth are you talking about? Honey can you hear me?
Ben: (moaning) yes I am awake...where are you going?
Me: I need you to stand up
he stands up and flops down on the bed in a different spot. I turn to jack
Me: Jack mommy has to leave, call me if daddy starts acting weird.
I am happy to report that both children were safe when I returned home.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
This empty vacuum box transformed into a spaceship, a house and a hiding spot for the bad guys AKA me. I love to imagine and encourage my children's ability to pretend, I mean as I am sitting here I am pretending that I am a princess and honestly that's makes me feel really good!
Monday, March 7, 2011
Lucas and his doggy. He can not express his love as Jack does by pulling her tail and jumping on her but that will come with time.