About once a week I get asked “How do you feel so comfortable sharing so much about yourself and your life?” to which I respond, “Well, my sweet husband, I guess I’m just an open book.” 😉
It’s true. I’ve shared my struggle with Postpartum Anxiety after the birth of my first daughter. I’ve opened up about shaving my face. I often share my daily parenting struggles on my Instagram Stories.
So, when I got Botox last week, it was a no-brainer for me to tell you. It’s just how I roll.
WAIT. But first, I want to make sure you know something. I am in NO way saying that YOU should get Botox. I’m not saying that we shouldn’t do everything we can to accept ourselves, flaws and wrinkles and crows feet and all. Sometimes, though, I believe it’s OK to invest in ourselves and do little things that make us feel (and look) good.
For the last 5 years, I’ve either been trying to get pregnant, pregnant or nursing. And while I wouldn’t change single minute of that journey, by default, I was put on the back burner. I’ve gotten used to being last on the list, and putting those sweet little faces first. Even more, I’ve enjoyed it (for the most part, I mean).
During the last year, while I was nursing my babe, I would often daydream about what it would feel like to have my body back again. No, I’m not talking about fitting into my pre-baby jeans. I’m talking about getting MYSELF back and having my body back to myself again.
Often in my daydream, I would be getting botox. And a massage. And eating dark chocolate. While drinking a glass of red wine. Yes, all at the same time.
So, I knew that when I was done nursing and that chapter was closed, I would reward myself with Botox. I’ve been done breastfeeding for about a month, and finally went to my Botox appointment last week.
You guys. I love it. I’ll be sharing my before and after photos on here soon, so be sure to sign up to receive my new blog posts so you don’t miss it…
Now, onto the outfit.
If there was ever an #ootd that best represented my style and attitude, this would be it. As soon as I put it together and threw it on, I felt like ME. Sure, I love a pretty floral dress or jeans and a tee, but this look might just be my favorite. Ever.
I can’t get enough of band tees. They make me feel badass, even if I’M not a badass. (I’m NOT). This one reminds me of driving to high school with my brother, singing along to The Rolling Stones in his Mercury Lynx.
My exact pants are sold out, but I’ve found a very similar pair for less than $20. BAM. I’m a big fan of pairing tees with trousers and heels. And if you haven’t added these heels to your closet yet, now might be the time. They’re amazing.
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Good for you! I’m glad you’re happy with your decision! I know what it’s like to put yourself last for your children (or the work of trying to have them) – It took me 16 years to get the three amazing little creatures I get to call my own, but you’re right, between infertility, losses, being pregnant, nursing … your body isn’t really yours and it feels good to reclaim it when you’re done. Curious to see your before and afters … not sure if it’s something I’d ever do (then again, I have very few wrinkles/lines on my face anyway) but I’m open to it in the future! Love your outfit … and I remember riding in the Lynx and signing to the Stones like it was yesterday! 🙂 Good memories!
Good for you mama! I’ve tried it a couple of times and LOVED it but am not the best at keeping up with things, lol. You look incredible, loving this whole outfit!
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