1. My boys played in the rain last night and it brought so much joy to my heart to watch them run and play and get absolutely soaked and muddy. Some of my best and most vivid memories as a kid are of playing in the rain with my brother. Childhood can be so magical, especially when we don’t put the pressure on kids or ourselves to make it into something specific. Kids are masters at finding the fun.
2. I read this and it just kind of made me cry, especially this part:
“There’s no mirror in your way when you’re laughing and smiling and happiness is leaking out of you. You would know exactly how bright and beautiful you are if you saw yourself in the moments where you are truly yourself.”
I’m going to say this to be honest, not to be pitied: postpartum sucks, especially the third time (and I’m sure it’s just gets worse from here). I’m still not feeling like myself. I look in the mirror and I don’t even look like myself. It’s disorienting.
I’ve had a few moments this week where I’ll see my reflection and think, “Hey, I don’t look so bad,” but then I’ll see a photo of myself and it’s just all over. “Ugyl, ugly, ugly” is on repeat for the next four hours.
I don’t know of a single woman who doesn’t struggle with some sort of insecurity tied to her looks, especially post baby. We could blame it on the media or models or chauvinism or whatever, but it doesn’t ultimately matter. What matters is we look in the mirror and we fail to love what we see.
I don’t have any solutions to this problem. I wish I did. I guess I just wanted to say, “Hey. I feel it too.”
3. I’m really loving podcasts right now. Have I mentioned this already? Sometimes I start to blog about something and then scratch it and then I can’t remember if I ever actually followed up with a post or not. Also, I’m losing my mind. Anyways. Podcasts are awesome. What are your favorites?
4. My friend Whitney just posted about her fun new cold brew coffee system. Does anyone else use a Toddy? I found this recipe for making it at home that I plan on trying this weekend. (Also, how great is this recipe for homemade creamer? I don’t drink creamer, but I thought it would make a great gift or hostess gift for someone who does!)
5. If I had to pick a favorite author…wait, I can’t do that. But if I had to narrow it down to five, J.D. Salinger would be one of them. I read this from him this week and it’s just too beautiful not to leave here. Hope your weekend if full of beautiful words, spoken by kind people, in lovely settings.
Happy Friday, lovelies.
“She wasn’t doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.”
—J. D. Salinger, “A Girl I Knew”