He didn't say happy mother's day to me and for the most part, I'm okay with it. He's a teenager and the forgetful one at that. He's never been big on holidays, except for the ones he knows come with gifts for him. I guess in that way he's a normal kid. The thing about it is, I know that he thinks I'm an alright mom. He communicates this to me many ways. The way he feels comfortable sharing his feelings when it's just the two of us. The way he pushes back, shows that he feel safe with me. The way he asks for what he wants and needs reflects that he knows I will always do my best to prioritize his needs. He feels safe expressing his anger, frustration and fears without having to protect me. He knows I'm stable enough to handle it. He uses me as a resource. So even though I didn't get a silly card or a bouquet of flowers, or even a "Happy Mother's Day," I got him today, safe and thriving with his sweet smile and goofy sense of humor and really what more can a mom ask for.
When I began my new attempt at fashion/photo taking journey it sprung from this cute picture. I was reading a bunch of articles by Lesley Kinzel and she kept showing up in these cute little dresses with leggings and a shirt tied high. I loved the look and again, was convinced that it would not work on my body type. This is an ongoing narrative in so many peoples lives. "I can't wear this, it's not right for my body." "I can't cut my hair that short, my face is too fat." "I can't show my arms because they jiggle." All these are excuses that get in the way of living a full life, a life that we deserve. I can't how many times I have allowed myself to miss out on an adventure, both big and small, out of fear of how my body may be perceived or fear that it/I won't be accepted. I am tired of feeling that way. I am tired of feeling like I don't deserve to feel good in what I am wearing, how I want to move my body and wh...
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