I’m feeling pretty darn good today. Maybe it’s the fancy (for me) hair and makeup, maybe it’s the comically oversized (men’s 3x) shirt that swallows my hands. Also, have some bonus pictures of what I inevitably do when I wear an oversized long sleeved shirt: pull faces while flailing my floppy appendages like one of those car lot inflatables.
10 BETTER BODY AFFIRMATIONS FOR YOUNG WOMEN
1. Your body is in flux for the rest of your life. Think of your body as fluid instead of static — it’s always going to change. So get comfortable with those changes.
2. No one will love you or not love you because of your body. You are lovable because you’re you, not because your body looks a certain way.
3. The most intensely personal relationship you’ll ever have is with your body. It’s a lifelong relationship that’s well worth investing in and nurturing the same way you would with loved ones.
4. You don’t owe your body to anyone. Not sexually, not aesthetically. Your body is yours. Period.
5. What someone else says about your body says more about them than it does about you. Look past the actual snark to the person who’s saying it, because it’s only a reflection of what they think of themselves. That’s when you’ll see how little power their words have.
6. Your body is not a reflection of your character. It’s a physical home for the complex and wondrous and unique being that is you.
7. Take up as much space as you want. You don’t have to be small, or quiet, or docile, regardless of your physical size.
8. Everything you need to accept your body is already inside you. There’s no book, or diet, or workout routine or external affirmation that you need to feel good about your body right now.
9. Your body is a priority. It’s always trying to tell you things. Taking the time to listen to is of the utmost importance.
10. Wear whatever you want. Your body shape does not dictate your personal style, and fashion rules that say otherwise are wrong. Dress yourself in a way that makes you feel happy and confident and beautiful, because guess what? You are.
Ami Angelowicz and Winona Dimeo-Ediger (via randomsciencemusings)
Body affirmations: yes please!
Birthday party (for a classmate) at the stables! I was worried it would be hoity-toity, but it was laid-back and tons of fun.
So, I was talking with my husband about my most recent reblog, and I suddenly realized that almost everything that I have ever reblogged is basically “don’t hit kids”. Talking with my husband about it, I further realized that the reason I reblog these things is that they remind me of my commitment to gentle parenting. Not to convince or affirm any of the people who enjoy a peek into my life; to convince and affirm myself.
I’m 37 years old and I was spanked when I was a child. Almost everyone I know was, and so were many of you. I was also beaten as a child. I always thought I had a firm grasp on the difference between appropriate physical discipline and outright abuse; I remember the difference between a couple of swats on the rear and being belted on the back until I was stripes of bruise from neck to knees. I was sure that I knew the difference between spanking and abuse. Until that night at a party.
I didn’t have kids yet; I wasn’t even married. Somehow, I ended up talking with some friends and acquaintances about the role of physical discipline in parenting. Everyone agreed: it is permissible and prudent to slap a toddler’s hand when she reaches for something dangerous; it is well-advised to spank your child for defiance and disobedience. Then I piped up, “Yep, and when they’re older and begin with the serious disrespect, you slap the smirk right off of their face!”
Everyone stopped talking. My friend, our hostess for the evening, reached over and patted my knee. “Oh…no, honey.” I felt so ashamed sitting there, and so confused when I quickly made my exit. How did I not know that slapping your child across the face was inappropriate? How could I ever expect to be able to draw the line between discipline and abuse?
That is when I decided that I couldn’t physically discipline my (then theoretical) kids. I had internalized and normalized abusive behavior. Maybe some people can utilize physical discipline without causing significant, permanent damage to their children, but I can’t be trusted to.
Thank you for listening.
"When I was about 20 years old, I met an old pastor’s wife who told me that when she was young and had her first child, she didn’t believe in striking children, although spanking kids with a switch pulled from a tree was standard punishment at the time. But one day, when her son was four or five, he did something that she felt warranted a spanking–the first in his life. She told him that he would have to go outside himself and find a switch for her to hit him with.
The boy was gone a long time. And when he came back in, he was crying. He said to her, “Mama, I couldn’t find a switch, but here’s a rock that you can throw at me.”
All of a sudden the mother understood how the situation felt from the child’s point of view: that if my mother wants to hurt me, then it makes no difference what she does it with; she might as well do it with a stone.
And the mother took the boy into her lap and they both cried. Then she laid the rock on a shelf in the kitchen to remind herself forever: never violence. And that is something I think everyone should keep in mind. Because if violence begins in the nursery one can raise children into violence.”
|—||Astrid Lindgren, author of Pippi Longstocking, 1978 Peace Prize Acceptance Speech (via jillymomcraftypants)|
John Prine’s Spanish Pipedream:
"Blow up your TV, throw away your paper.
Move to the country, build you a home.
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches.
Try to find Jesus, on your own.”
I will never not sing this.
You can tell a lot about someone from how intensely they get into Bohemian Rhapsody
I have four stars on it (expert mode) in Rock Band 3. Just sayin’.