Body Love? My eye.

Everything on my calendar for today has been cancelled due to the pending hurricane in my area of the world. So without soccer or church events I am spending my day charging batteries, filling up extra water buckets, and making sure all of our candles and flashlights are in place in case of power outages. I am also getting a head start on my normal laundry day, just in case we are out of power. So far today I have gathered a nice little collection of items rescued from little boy’s pockets. As the tiny acorns, seashells, and rocks piled up I couldn’t help but see them as amazing.

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Body Love? The whole me.

I realize that yesterday’s body love picture was really just my neck and head. I don’t carry a lot of weight in those areas, so that part of my body is easier for me to appreciate, or at least not be embarrassed about. But I want to move past embarrassment and toward love. So my goal today was to get a full body shot. I tried a lot of my different normal activities; dishes, washing the table, sweeping, etc. But I settled on a picture of my coffee break. I love my coffee break in the morning. I usually sit at my end of the table next to the sliding door. Today, all week really, we have been drenched in rain, and it is gray outside. But still soothing.

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Body Love? I'm working on it

So this isn’t my usual blog post series. I’m not writing recipes or talking about backyard chickens. I’m not even looking at parenting. No, I’m going personal. Scary personal (scary for me). I am journaling about gratitude for myself. As I am. Right this minute. Why? Because I have been struggling in this area. I can look out around me and see awe and beauty. But I forget to include myself in that lens. Can I embrace my beauty, when my day to day is anything but glamourous? What about when I feel frumpy, bumpy, pudgy, and creased? I want to delve deeper. I want to create an image of myself that is both authentic and beautiful. Body love and body acceptance is kind of a big deal right now. Buzz words.

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Naming Chicks

Most of our chickens don't have names, but the ones that do were named by our sons. We haven't named them because we don't plan on keeping all of them. The minimum order was 15 chicks, but that is more than we can keep. As it stands now a few chicks will be heading to my Mom's house so she can start her own backyard flock.

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First Night Outside

 

After a glorious day exploring the coop and run the chicks seemed a little lost as the sun went down. A few of them huddled together in the run. A couple tried to roost on the feeder. A couple of brave little chicks hung out at the bottom of the stairs that lead up to the hen house, but not a one of them went inside. We waited for a little bit to see if any of the chickens would figure it out on their own but that never happened. I wanted to secure them for the night and make sure that all of the girls were safe and warm, I thought if I crawled inside the run I could shoo them up into the house. I convinced the girls to run silly into the space under the house, but I couldn't get them to go up the ladder.

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