Well, the husband is working through lunch again, so I guess no outfit picture until after five, AGAIN. Oh well. I am liking this blogging thing. I am liking the documenting-a-little-about-every-day thing.
The fashion blogging thing- I am having some thoughts about that. And I guess to describe them, I first need to tangent off to where those thoughts originated. Conversations like this:
Me: I want to do something.
McKay: Then do something.
McKay: What do you love?
Me: I don't know...
(I really did know what I loved). I think for some people, the married-them is just a continuation of the single-them. They keep doing what they do, they keep saying what they say and keep loving what they love. For me, it wasn't that 'smooth.' Before I got married, I focused a lot on the married-me. The wife, the mom, and all that that entailed. That's normal, I think. I mean, how could you not fantasize about married life when you have a hot fiance you're in love with and how could you not imagine being a mom to cute little kids someday? The problem was, I felt like being those two things took precedence over who I was and that I suddenly needed to change a lot. In some ways, I think that's good. Lots of things get sacrificed when you become a wife, lots more when you become a mom. It's the "good, better, best" way of thinking. Sacrifice something good for something better. In other ways, it was hard. Because being who you are and who you are becoming, should mesh- and I didn't know how to mesh them.
So I thought: since I'm married now, do I have to have a passion for cooking or sewing? And since then, I've learned this: definitely not, because that's not what makes me a wife or a mom.
The outcome is this,
The outcome is this,
Married life- love it. Mom life- love even MORE. Cooking? Like it. Folding laundry? Hate it. Kissing husband after work? LOVE it. Snuggling baby in the morning? Favorite thing.
Doing something I love even when it doesn't fit into the "wife/mom" category in my head? Required.
And this, you guys, is why I am doing a fashion blog at the moment. Because it's fun and I want to.
Pictures on the road by our house? Awkward
Finally getting to wear cute clothes? Exciting
Brothers think it's weird? Probably
Husband says 'daaang' sometimes? Awesome
Doing something just because it's me? Needed.