Glossy magazines with their pictures of flawless women intimidate me:
how does one get sexy curves, maintain immaculate homes, mother ever smiling children and put the most glorious of food on the table,
all without a hair out of place or a bead of sweat on their perfectly made up faces?
Even though I am aware that it is not real,
not most of the time anyway,
it smashes my self confidence into smithereens.
I know in my heart that perfection is simply a tight spot
between frustration and impossible
yet somehow, that message doesnt always reach my brain.
So I have a better use for them, these glossy magazines.
We tear the pages, strip by strip.
These pages that lie with their pictures
and their false promises of how to attain that impossible target of perfection.
Torn into shreds and paired with glue,
we do what we do best:
sit together and create
amid laughter and chatter and love.
It is in moments like that I find strength,
In these moments, I couldn't care less about the softness of my stretchmarked belly
or the messiness of my home
or the realisation that there will just never be enough time or dough to do all that I want.
It is in these moments
that I find myself
and embrace all that I am
without shame, guilt or apology.
I am mumma and I am proud.
17 comments:
I was saying yes, yes - and then I read on and my yes became a huge smile when I saw what you did with those magazines :-)
I wold like to say yes when i read this those thing my tears come out:(
And you have every reason to be happy & proud, Kamana... Look at that sweet smiling face with his art work--he looks proud too! :o) I don't read women's magazine and I don't read those blogs that are the digital equivalent of said glossy magazine. I enjoy true stories, real life in images, empowering messages done gently. The world needs more of what lights up up, not tears us down. Wonderful message here today! ((HUGS))
Great piece!
Oh my gosh, I think I am going to cry. You just expressed my funky mood these past three days. Thank you, my sweet sweet friend. Even my stretched out pudgy belly thanks you....and my messy, dusty, cluttered house.
PS I LOVE Hero's artwork and smile!!!!! Hugs to you!
oh, that is beautiful! and you said a mouthful in this post - something we all struggle with is our self-image. perfection in magazines is unattainable.
Love this and now I want to go make one of those pictures! This is powerful, to tear up the artificial beauty and remake it into the true.
smiles...this is a beautiful post...and i love how you turn those magazines into something i find a whole lot more beautiful...and being comfortable as well in your own skin...
You have every reason to be proud!
Mamahood so the most rewarding "job."
Great post, and wonderful artwork, Kamana!
wisdom to embrace all that we are--that is the freedom, yes?
love the story and the pics. thanks so much for sharing.
steph
I love what you've done with your kiddos here. It is a reminder of how God takes our brokenness and makes it all beautiful and brand new. Who cares if we don't match the computer-generated beauty of the models within? You've proven that something beautiful can be created in the sweet moments with your children. Great Post, Kamana!
A wonderful post and a lovely fish painting - you are a perfect mumma in my eyes.
i LOVE this. the fish collage and everything, and i would really like to repost this on my ED blog if you'd let me? if so, could you email it to me at wierenga.emily@gmail.com? bless you friend.
Amen! And well you should be!! Those were my proudest moments, too, and still make my heart glow!
I'm not a mom (yet), but loved this. :)
proud and true
proud and inspirated
proud and loved
yes you can be proud with these fantastic moments and complicity you create
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