- Black and white wide houndstooth dress: Cato, on clearance now
- White cardigan: Cato
- Black patterned tights
- Black flats
- Crystal jewelry: Assemblage bracelet, Gossamer necklace, and Crystal Dipped earrings, all by lia sophia.
Eight years ago, I didn’t really have a style. I mean, other than the obvious fact that eight years ago today I was rocking a hospital gown.
Besides that forcible non-fashion that followed nine months of maternity wear, I didn’t really know how to dress. Not for my body type, not for my lifestyle, not for my likes in texture and color. I had ideas of how I might like to dress, and they showed up here and there in special occasion outfits like my wedding shower, a friend’s wedding shower, and so on. But for the normal day-to-day, I didn’t know what I wanted to wear or, if I did, I didn’t know how to pull it off.
I’m not saying that becoming a mother made my fashion. It didn’t directly change how I dressed or presented myself to the world, other than I occasionally went out in public looking bedraggled because, well, I was bedraggled. Children, especially babies, have a literal way of sucking the life right out of you, but you still have to run to the store in order to buy food to keep the family alive. I will not apologize for the yoga pants and spitup shirts of days gone by nor will I apologize for the yoga pants and pullover I wore while shopping yesterday. I had just ran for the first time since my foot injury, but needed to go out and grab some last minute stuff for BigBrother’s birthday today.
However, being a mother has shaped the way I see myself, and not really in many very negative ways.
Yes, I weigh more than I did before any of my babies came to be. I also have some lovely curves that I attribute to their pregnancies. I also have some killer runner’s legs now. You’ll hear no complaints from me on any of these things. Mainly, I see myself frequently as my boys see me: as their beautiful Mommy.
That’s enough for me, for now, for maybe always.
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