I mentioned recently that I cleaned my room and rewarded myself by soaking in diarrhea water. It’s just one of the blessed realities of being a busy mom.
FORTUNATELY, before said cleaning, my friend Rachel came over to take some photos for me.
See, I’ve wanted to do a REALISTIC photo shoot for quite some time. You know, like, wearing the things I usually wear. Without cleaning or decluttering my house. Without avoiding the angles full of dirty dishes. I’ve wanted to do an AS IS photo shoot. What You See Is What You Get. Partially for you because EVERYONE NEEDS TO KNOW THEY’RE NOT ALONE in their lack-of-pristine living. And partially for me because I actually want to remember how life really was. Not a beautified version of it, but the nitty, gritty, grimy truth with its laughter AND dust bunnies, its joy AND dried ketchup, its camaraderie AND moldy flower stems, because this life is lovely. This life is wonderful. This life is gorgeous in its own muddy way, no covering up required.
In other words, welcome to my home.
I curled my hair and put on mascara — I can make a minimal effort, after all — but I stayed in my pajamas, man. Not flattering ones I picked out especially for this. Not pjs that minimize my squishy bits. Just literally what I wore to bed the night before.
Because this is me.
And this is our home.
Where we work, sleep, and play.
Where we’re kind and sometimes unkind to each other.
Where our stuff piles up.
Where we’re inexpressibly grateful for and annoyed by each other.
Where we listen well and not at all.
Where we’re goofballs…
…and nut jobs…
…and leave messes in our wake.
And also where we’re working hard to be fully ourselves — and to allow everyone else the same privilege — with all the magic and mess that entails.
That is all for now, friends.
Just these little glimpses into life as it’s really lived.
Waving in the dark,
P.S. Rachel took some sexy shots, as well, akin to the bikini twinsie pics I take with my kid on the beaches of Hawaii. View at your own risk. And by “own risk” I mean “prepare to be WOWWED.”
P.P.S. We also did a more formal headshot shoot later. You know, for professional business purposes. I was equally fabulous for that. As you might expect.