I’ve been spending a lot of days in pajamas and sweats recently, and I’ve definitely seen it impact my mood and productiveness. Therefore, I’ve decided to make getting dressed a priority — even if I won’t be leaving the house and the only people who see me are Brian and Clark. It’s amazing how big of a difference a little bit of effort can make.
Getting dressed in the morning isn’t easy, especially when I’ve been up all night with Clark or am finding trouble setting him down long enough to even brush my teeth. Easy or not, taking a little time to dress up helps me feel more awake and alive.
Dressing up also helps me forget — or at least feel more at peace with — the changes I’ve noticed in my body postpartum. Some of those changes aren’t permanent, like my tired skin and tangled hair, but it’s been hard dealing with them — even the temporary ones. A little pop of red goes a long way.
I’ll be honest, I also like dressing up because I tend to romanticize life and pretend I’m the heroine of some adventurous tale in my head, and it’s easier to do that if I feel cute!
I only managed to take a handful of pictures before Clark started crying, so I picked him up and decided to just keep going. Babies make the best props.