I hear that the last couple months of pregnancy are supposed to be for turning inward, focusing on connecting with the creature who is about to rock your world forever, learning to quiet your mind and your spirit in preparation for the greatest most life-altering experience of all time. However, I admit I've spent most of mine in the throws of panic and stress, slowing down every once in a while to come back above water and remind myself of just how blessed I am. But for the sake of honesty, I'd be lying if I said I didn't go back to swimming around in the great "woe is me" for the better part of it all.
Anyway, my point is: I'M BACK. I don't know what happened but yesterday I woke up and I was finally excited to see the beauty and inspiration that I have found for so long in this great thing--my dear internet cosmos. There's no explaining it. Maybe I just had enough of this whole self-pity crap. Maybe I realized that I have less than a month before the curtain rises (supposedly) and holy shit, that's a huge of load of reality! Time to get back into the beauty.
So, how about a round-up of a few things that have helped to remind me of who I really am. In no particular order of importance:
1.) Peaches--all day, every day.
|Chilled Tomato & Peach Soup|
|Peach & Raspberry Crumble|
|The famous Palisade Peaches|
2.) Petra Borner drawings--I want to tattoo these all over my body. (found via Jessica Comingore)
3.) Cursing, and trying to figure out how to make that work with virgin ears coming my way.
|Miss Phies Boutique|
4.) Dexter--I may or may not have watched all seven seasons and got up to date to the current season 8 in approximately 2.7 weeks. Don't judge me.
5.) My boys.
*DISCLAIMER: the below photo of my Mr. was taken in more innocent times, times before the reality of rock climbing injuries and the always present
**DISCLAIMER TWO: if you were drenched by disdain from my previous disclaimer, please forgive me. I'm working through it.