That MOM Style…

That MOM Style….I know I am mixing it up a bit but I feel like I really need to touch on this topic. 

This photo taken about 4 months ago, when I was in the midst of baby madness and post-partum craze, and physically now where I wanted to be……BUT it shows the essence of  MOM Style. 

This photo is scary but true….

I see all these fantastic photos of instabloggers on social media….They are momstoo  and their houses are cleaned and in pristine condition, their closets are organized, they have perfectly curled hair, and they wear perfectly contoured make-up and most of them are always traveling with their littles. 

This isn’t real life….they have to have help… RIGHT?? 

OR…Am I the only one in the first few months after giving birth….heck even after…..that is falling apart with spit up and milk on my clothes and the only thing I got accomplished for the day, for myself was straightening my hair…

I am trying but I am sure that insta-perfect will never be me….

Before the boys were born I was a shopper, I liked my high priced staple items BUT also finding a deal. I would try to have several cute mix and match pieces. I was into watching and looking for what was “in” and then finding a way to make it my own. 

Most of the time I enjoyed being overdressed.

Since having the boys and having my body change and then change again, I was lacking style. And CONFIDENCE….

Plus the budget had to change. 

Well, ya know, because we are now buying clothes for two other people…and I LOVE baby clothes.

BUT…..

I mean Momma’s let’s get REAL……

We can’t call yoga pants/sweatpants and a Piko top ….style.

Nonetheless, that was my “uniform”.

For a while I felt unhealthy and lethargic. My style and myself wasn’t on the top of my priority list. I wasn’t sure why I had to wear something cute when I was just chauffeuring my son to therapy, running errands , going to doctors apts, and cleaning and organizing the house. 

But now I see how it affected my mood. 

Now that Theodore is 1 year, 9 months and Oliver is 8 months, I finally am beginning to find my “mom style”. It is more practical and subtle but I am beginning to have fun again. 

I am beginning to accept my imperfect, scared, blemished and YES cellulite body. I now just find pieces that help me feel comfortable in my own skin. 

I worry less about what is in style or on the runway, and focus more on what makes me feel beautiful. 

I still have my eye on this high priced items, but I either search for them on eBay or other shops where I can get them at a great discount. 

Most of the time I try to find items I love just at a great price. 

Sometimes, I find an item I love and buy it in EVERY color. I don’t fret as much anymore about the size but how it fits. Before children I may have been ashamed BUT now I DONT CARE.

If I think it’s cute, it fits and it is practical for therapy for Theodore and chasing two boys around………. I buy it.

I still wear many dresses and skirts, ( bc I really hate jeans) but they have to be more flowy and a bit longer. 

I still wear jewelry, but it has to be JUST RIGHT so I don’t scratch the boys. 

I still wear heels and wedges, but they have to be comfy and just not so high. 

I still love purses, but I have resorted to a big diaper bag and a wallet I LOVE!!! 

I still wear hats, but I know they may get ripped of by my boys. 

Now don’t get me wrong I still DONT wear make-up often, I cut my hair short because you won’t catch me curling it into loose waves, sometimes I forget deodorant, I put dry shampoo in my hair most days, converse are often a part of my outfit, I love  black yoga pants, I have clothes I still wear from high school, I repeat many outfits and sometimes still wear yoga pants and work-out clothes bc I feel to tired to change clothes. 

I will, Report to Duty, MOST days to put an outfit together. However, I will still have days that I wear comfy ill fitting clothes. From now on I will post my outfit and will always be open to recommendations. Style, shopping and clothes are things I find to be good for my sole and I want to be accountable more often. 

I have discovered that in this life I need to find things I enjoy more often and follow through with them MORE OFTEN. I hope you can do the same! 
Until Next Time,
Reporting to Duty
Xox

The Inevitable Laundry. 

Let us chat… about life. I love talking about my boys but……

I HATE laundry.    

Today is a post about how I extremely dislike laundry. 

Conflicting because I LOVE the smell of clean clothes. Love, love, love when my sheets are clean smelling a bit like bleach and laundry detergent. 

But I hate LAUNDRY. 

No, I am not speaking in code… I am talking about actual laundry. Not someone’s “dirty laundry” but the stuff that piles up in your bathroom, laundry room or bedroom. 

I will do anything.. clean toilets, dust, wash baseboards, do the dishes, take the Theodore to therapy a few times a week, run errands, wash the dogs, garden, go to Wal-Mart, etc etc ….

Yes……….Just to get out of the laundry. 

I know some think laundry is easy or soothing, but I HATE it. 

Everything about it makes me cringe, folding it, sorting it and putting it away is just too much.

I hate sorting it and ensuring all items are with like colors and similar fabrics… You know you don’t want to stick those towls with a lint seeking blouse. 

I hate when clothes are not right side out. It is so tedious to go through every piece and fix each item. 

I hate when I accidentally dry something that should have been hung….and well in my mind most of my clothes need hung dry. Sooo.. that is yet another step.

I hate when clothes are washed at night, left in the washer overnight and then smell….so those usually have to be washed again. I hate this. 

I hate folding it because some of the pieces are too tiny. 

I also hate folding it because some of the tiny pieces are wrinkly and then that makes me think about ironing… which I dislike MORE.

Instead of folding I try to hang everything and I DEFINITELY do not fold the unmentionables. Mine just get shoved in their specific drawer.

Thank the heavens above I have a husband that doesn’t mind the laundry. He knows I loathe laundry. He folds everything perfectly, he sorts it and sometimes I can even get him to put it away and………

Iron!! He will Iron anything anything ANYTHING!! 

It is great! 

I will sometimes HOLD OFF wearing it again if it needs ironed or I will try to give it a once over with my straightener….. 

YES… you heard me right I use my STRAIGHTENER so I don’t have to iron. 

It is fantastic and it works!! 

Give it a try sometime. 

However, I need to get better at laundry.

Well… because it piles up. 

Then it becomes even more overwhelming. 

Sometimes I bicker and it becomes a light argument. This happens when things are not found and what we want to wear is not clean. 

Annoying…

If only I was wealthy enough to have a service………but I am not. 

Even if I was I am not sure how I feel about a stranger washing my unmentionables.

 Hmmmmm…

So I need to get my butt in gear. I literally need to get over my annoyance. 

I hope I am not the only person out there that dislikes this process this greatly. Please tell me I am not alone. 

So my goal…..

Is to, Report to Duty in being better at laundry and all aspects of laundry. I need to have a more positive outlook. Luckily I don’t wash all my things all the time, but my husband washes everything all the time. P.s. I hate this too. I need to be more patient. I need to be more understanding of this treacherous task! Wish me luck or give me a shout out if you are in the same boat.

If so, good luck to you!!
Until Next Time,

Reporting to Duty

Xox