Perspective And A Photo Shoot

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The older I get, the more I realize that life is so much about perspective. I can be in the worst mood one day and high on life the next, and the only thing that has changed at all is my attitude. So I’ve learned and am still learning to continuously choose joy. To dance while vacuuming and to get childishly excited about smores and cold weather and Christmas. To write bad poetry. To read books that make me feel things. To go on romantic dates with gal pals. To start wearing skinny jeans at twenty-five because, hey, I feel sexy in ’em. To lip sync to “Shake It Off” (And okay, most of the new T-Swift album) with a spoon as my microphone while I make dinner, whilst my 7-month-old stares at me as if I am strange but also somewhat amusing. To create a running commentary with my husband regarding the characters on Baby TV. To allow myself the occasional bout of utter despair, because being present with my current emotions makes for an overall happier me. To spend money on travel instead of shoes, because 1. I can’t walk in heels and 2. Anything tangible rarely competes with the complete wonder of expanding horizons. To try every new thing I can get my hands on and to buy a comfy sweater with a giant heart on it. To do things I am passionate about, because passion helps a positive perspective grow. And to always browse the wine aisle for an extra moment, even though I already have a bottle in mind. You never know what you’ll find if you keep an open mind.

As a side note, these photos are from my most recent shoot. It’s one of my favorites to date, so thought I’d share with y’all.

Photo Credit: J Antonio Images
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The Journey (And A Photo Shoot)

Those who have met me in the past few years seem to assume that I am naturally thin. I don’t mind the assumption, but if you’ve known me or followed my blog longer than this, (And if you’ve followed my blog for that long, you are a loyal reader indeed. I tend to cringe perusing anything written before mid-2011.) you know that this isn’t the case. Many don’t know that, a few years back, I started a journey that ended in 40+ pounds of weight loss. I was at a completely healthy weight when I was full term pregnant, but I was still ten pounds under what I had been at my highest. Throughout my pregnancy I was told how little I was, and now I get those (joking, I hope) asking if I actually really had a baby at all. (I swear, I didn’t kidnap her!) The truth is, I had to work really, really hard for this. I jogged up until the day I gave birth. I was doing ab exercises when I was days away from meeting my little girl. There were definitely days when I would have much rather stayed in bed all day eating potato chips. It was worth it, but it definitely wasn’t easy.

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So modeling for my first photo shoot post-prego last week felt really awesome. Because I’m not naturally a small person. Nor did I wake up one morning and begin jogging miles. I wasn’t born with anything close to modeling genes either. Because honestly, I really love Nutella and I really don’t care for apples and okay, I’m sort of really awkward too.

Much like the shots taken in this little-known, lovely little Austin park, all of these things have been such a journey for me. And though it’s sometimes been difficult, it has also been so beautiful. In the challenging areas, I have learned to never take for granted those things I now have that I wasn’t born with. And when the journey hasn’t been easy-peasy, I have learned that I am strong, and brave and that I probably won’t ever outgrow my oddness.

And why would I want to do that anyway?

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