Awestruck Stricken

This week we had my husbands twin and best friend in town from Maryland for the twins birthday. (My husband and his identical twin will perpetually be known as “the twins”).Yesterday, we went to have dinner and drinks with family in Laguna Niguel. The appreciation for the the landscape here never gets old, but it’s been a long time since I’ve been awestruck. The word came to my mind when my son who had never seen the ocean before couldn’t take his eyes off the water. It wasn’t just the view although striking- it was newness of everything. The smell of the salty air, the particular chill in the wind, the multi-shades of orange in the sky all from the sunset sparkling on the water had him lost in the pure bliss of a new experience. 

I felt inspired to allow myself to be so present in the moment that I become awestruck with the wonders of this world. I couldn’t remember the last time it struck me so heavily until last night. Seeing the world through brand new little eyes is definitely my new addiction. Althoug he’ll never remember that feeling, I surely can’t wait to remind him. 

Why is it a challenge to revel in the masterpieces around us? To even take a moment to breathe in the beauty is something that I even have to remind myself. And if ever I forget for a moment, this little guy right here will be sure to remind me.

 

It Is Not Bad Thing to Celebrate a Simple Life -J. R. R. Tolkien

There’s a certain high I get scrolling through Pinterest and Instagram accounts that are perfectly edited. I mean the whole nine-lighting, placement, color scheme, and even background images all sing praises of the organized individual behind the shot. I often wonder what kind of time the staging takes because between naps and nursing, I’m rushing to inhale my half assed meal and put on some decent clothes and make-up to look like I didn’t just wake up.

That being said, the mommy pressure is ON. From middle school onto high school and sometimes even in college, proving yourself is an extra-curricular we all sign up for. Whether we like it or not, there’s a sense of being right for time in our lives and that’s just the way we’re wired. Proving ourselves to others may not be the thing, but proving ourselves to ourselves? My main thing is being the mommy of all trades. Can I get ready for the day, look flawless, and then have an even more so flawlessly looking baby? All the while executing errands and feeling superb while I’m at it. That pressure to prove something continues on well past college and right along into mommy-hood. But why?

It’s not a life long goal to have fancy pictures that reflect my life, but I think there’s something to those dreamy pins and hashtags. There’s something to chaos that comes with being a mother and sometimes that means having a spotless house, but then sometimes that means stepping on toys and getting pinched and scratched by a 21 pound baby boy. I’ll snap that and share it. Share the reality. My reality. Because honestly-who’s looking