Tagged: motherhood

Stop and Smell the Lilacs

Well, heyyyyy now! It’s been a minute since my last blog post! I actually shot these photos a couple of weeks ago (pre-haircut) and haven’t had time to write! 

Life has been a little busy lately… The academic year is wrapping up. The kids are doing exams. Little league and rugby have started up again; and just like that, the season for school concerts, ceremonies, and end of year festivities is upon us once more! 

Ahh, so much to do, so little time, and ooooh! It’s your third (and thank the Lord, last) recorder concert this year!? Why yes! I can’t wait!!! Because the recorder. Sounds. Awesome! *wince*

They’re my kids, I should love this sh*t, right!? But uuugh… I’m just so tired!!! And why do school gymnasiums seem to retain heat better than a cast iron skillet!? 
But anyway… As things wind down, sometimes you just have to take a moment to smell the roses, or in my case, the lilacs, and remember just how sweet life is, and how much we should appreciate the things we care about, and the ones we love, even when life gets chaotic!

  
Now I know y’all watched this resilient little tree behind me all winter, getting covered in snow, and then ice, then snow again. You watched it lose all of its leaves, and sprout new ones once more this spring, but I don’t think you’ve yet had the treat of seeing it in bloom! 

     

  

 It’s truly one of the most delightful visions – those gorgeous lilac blooms adorning what for most of the year, looks more like an overgrown weed, than anything else. 

  
I love how, for a few fleeting weeks in May, this otherwise very humble tree bursts to life, filling the air with its intixicating aroma, and enchanting mauve blossoms. 

  
It’s almost symbolic to me, because it goes to show that you just never really can tell what something, or who someone truly is until you’ve seen them flourishing in their element.

  
So, when I feel like there aren’t enough hours the day, days in the week, or enough time to attend yet another school play, party, or concert… I’ll let this lilac tree be a reminder of how much I love seeing the hard work my kids have done all year long in school. I love to see their faces lit up with pride as I witness what they’ve accomplished and put so much effort into, because ultimately, all they really want is to make me proud! 

As much as I complain, I hope they know just how honoured I am to have the privilege of being their mum, tobe able to one day, watch them blossom, much like that tree, into amazing young adults, and to know that these four wonderful people I created, will one day do amazing things!!! 

Dress, Addition Elle (old) – similar 

Leggings, Addition Elle – here

Shoes, Addition Elle (old) – love these

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Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped, turned upside down
And I’d like to take a minute just sit right there
I’ll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air

All my fellow 90s kids don’t need to hear more than a word or two to know that this the beginning of the instantly recognizable theme song from The Fresh Prince Of Bel Air!!!

This had to be my favourite show growing up; it was funny, there was always a good message, and Will. Smith. Was. HOT!!! (Uhh, still is actually.)

Naturally, since we’re seeing a serious revival of all things 90s, this show has a whole new following. This comes as no surprise to me – it has an appeal that will endure the test of time; but still, how freaking cool is it that my son watches it on Netflix!?!? (Cue the super excited mom, who just heard the theme song to her childhood playing on her son’s phone and now can’t stop talking to him about how awesome it was back in the day… Cue several eye rolls from said son as well.)

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You can only imagine my delight when I came across this Fresh Prince crop top from Rebdolls!!! (Actually maybe you can’t… I was embarrassingly excited.)

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Since I love mixing styles, I’ve paired it with this showstopping yellow midi skirt from ELOQUII, a fabulous statement necklace from Revolucion Jewelry, my vintage Burberry trench, (thanks Papa) and cute blue flats for a bold, flashy look that the Will would surely approve!

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Crop top, Rebdolls – here
Skirt, ELOQUII – here
Necklace, Revolucion Jewelry – here
Vintage trench, Burberry – new model (which is actually a men’s style, like mine, for size purposes)

I Am Woman, Hear Me “Rawr”

Yay! The big day has come!!! What day, you ask? Why, the day I finally get to wear the incredibly sexy “Tricia” dress from Monif C. of course!!!

I’ve been obsessing over this dress since it was first posted in January for pre-sale, and I haven’t stopped coveting it since. At first I had reservations. I loved it, but wasn’t sure how I felt about the idea of a crop top. I know they’re all the rage right now, and I think they look super sexy, but I couldn’t cease thinking – how is a dress with a crop top going to look on the tummy of a mum of four who’s covered in stretch marks?

So, I went back and forth on the idea for a little while and then finally decided – so what if I have stretch marks!? I’ve been working so hard to accept my body and love the skin I’m in; am really going to let the insecurities I have about my stretch marks stop me when I’ve already come so far!? They are the product of carrying each of my four children in my womb – four little humans who depended on me, and still do, to live. They remind me of the sacrifices that I’ve made for my family and of how, no matter what happens, I gave life to four beautiful beings who are, and always will be a part of me and who I love with a love that is stronger than any other force imaginable. To be ashamed of my stretch marks is to be ashamed of my four greatest accomplishments and nothing about that makes sense.

In a way, this dress and my desire for it, somehow managed to push me to face a fear, to let go of my inhibitions and accept just one more aspect about my body that I had been insecure about. I don’t know if it was the fierce turquoise and tan animal print or the bodycon style that Monif C. dresses do so well, but it made me realize that this tiger momma has earned her stripes and I’m not gonna hide them anymore!!!

Rawr!!!