Red Pants

I recently tried red hair again. Not like a crazy bold red or anything, and not a natural looking red like my daughter's, either. I took a bit of an auburn to my already dark hair ( yeah, I dye my hair myself ) and this created a very dark reddish/black color of hair. I wasn't so sure about it. I dye my hair to keep up with grays. Yep, I am turning 31 in 4 days and I have gray hairs. I have been getting them for about 3 years now. ( I have a four year old next Monday, isn't that coincidental? )
But Anyway, back to what I was saying...
I dyed my hair red, I was a little unsure of it. I am still in the uncomfortable phase of post-pregnancy where I question every little minute thing about my appearance. Did I over pluck my eyebrows? Do these pants make my muffin top come out? Is the red hair appropriate on me?
Well, when my hair started growing out ( and my hair grows at a rapid rate and always has ) my roots started to show and I couldn't rock the red anymore. I just can't do it. My confidence levels in myself aren't as high as they used to be.....So, I went back to my dark hair.

I guess the point of this blog is my insecurities. We all have them. If you don't, you're lying. No one is perfect, and to one's own self, they can pick apart their problems in a second.

My husband told me to clean out all of the clothes that I don't wear anymore and we can donate them. The thing is, I have a lot of clothes that I accumulated before I started having kids, and was hoping of hopes that some day I would be able to get back into those clothes. Some I do. Some I don't.
I already donated a bunch of shoes because my feet grew over the course of three pregnancies. There's no way to slim down feet back to normal. ( unless I missed the memo? )
Going through my old clothes and getting rid of many of them meant that I was kinda giving up on my old waste line.
Some of the clothes I can get rid of willingly. I don't need those old college jeans that are "low-rise" and when worn, constantly pulling them up to avoid seeing plumbing. No problem. In the bag for donation they go.
Stylish pair of red dress pants I got at the Limited when I was working wearing business professional attire daily... those are a little harder to part with. >>cringe, grasps tightly and tosses under the pile for the 10th time<<
Let me set the record straight.
I do NOT think I am fat. I'm not fat. Even when I was pregnant, I wasn't fat... I was just pregnant. I've been incredibly blessed with good genes ( thanks, Dad ) and have always been conscious to take care of myself.
What I do have is skin that has no where else to go since having three babies. It happens. I have the body of a woman who has had three babies. It's been a little worn out, stretched out, lived in. I can accept that. Well, I am in the process of accepting that.

I do not have time for the gym. I have three small children. I work on things I need to when I can, from home. I have some videos and online guides to help me with the areas of my body that I am uncomfortable with.
For now, I am will go through my clothes, toss all my old tanks tops that show a tiny bit of skin when I raise my arms, T-shirts that were fitted and are now just a little too fitted, and jeans that are too low of a rise for anyone. Those red pants in the back of my closet. I'm going to keep those. Maybe one day I will be comfortable in my mommy skin and put them back on. Or maybe I will just hold onto them as something to show my kids when they older, for them to see that at one time Mommy was stylish. Then my daughters can have them. :)
Vintage attire, right? I have shirts that belonged to my mom that are some of my favorite shirts. They are as old as I am, and I love them. Perhaps some of these items may be worth holding on to for my three daughters?

Like this dress. They may one day want it? :)