Eyebrows Speak Louder Than Words

Every woman I know seems to have a love/hate relationship with her eyebrows. Some are waxing them, plucking them with tweezers, combing them, grooming them, and I have even seen people flossing them as a form of plucking. I have the opposite problem. I don’t even put tweezers near mine. I am trying to keep the little eyebrows that I do have! I have very fair skin, and my eyebrows are a white blonde with a touch of light brown. Don’t believe me? Please see Exhibit A.

Exhibit A

I have to draw my eyebrows in. The eyebrow pens are awful because I look like I am trying to bring back the 1990’s eyebrow trend/ a blind person did my eyebrows. I even had a day where I was watching my toddler behind me in the mirror while applying makeup. I accidentally used 24 hour black eyeliner instead of the brown eyebrow pencil. I got some stares that day! I have now graduated to using a small angled brush and apply something that looks like eyeshadow on to my balding eyebrow area.

Ok, so here the is the dilemma. There is so much pressure to make my brows look the same. Both of them need to be twins, but most days I just go for sisters. Plus, how my eyebrows look defines my whole facial expression for that day. As we all know, eyebrows can speak louder than words. The following are all exaggerated examples of eyebrow drawings gone wrong.

Too flat= I look like Bert from Sesame Street or I am mad. It is like resting B face without even trying.

Hello. My name is Bert.

Too close= I have a unibrow

We cam just meet in the middle

Too high = I look surprised all day.

What? I cannot hear you over my LOUD eyebrows?

One higher than the other =I look intrigued all day.

Interesting…very interesting

The struggle is real guys and the grass is always greener on the other side. I would loved to have enough eyebrows to pluck and get waxed. At least that way a professional could shape my eyebrows for me and I could just pluck when needed.

A normal eyebrow day

Point of the story, be careful judging how someone feels based on what their eyebrows are saying. They might have just done a bad job doing them that morning!

Feeling Hot, Hot, Hot

While swimming is just a single word for some, it is a full-on panic attack for others. My first thought when I hear the word swimming is, “What am I going to wear?” Do I have anything that fits? During my high school and college years, I wanted one that showed off my size 2 body. 3 kids later, no longer a size 2, and in my late 30’s, I am wondering how much I can wear over a bathing suit and still have mobility in the water. However, I started this blog to serve as encouragement to others. How can I tell others they are awesome and not feel awesome about myself? I mean the name of my blog clearly states I am awesome.

So, I took the plunge and bought a mom suit that I felt confident in and proceeded to wear it in public. I started by dipping my toe in the water and wearing my new suit to the inside pool at my gym. After building up my confidence, I embarked on a journey to the SPAR water park…a very crowded public place. As I was applying sunscreen to my one shade darker then transparent fair skin, I realized I couldn’t get my back. I asked a mom near me if she could spray my back for me.

I didn’t even worry about how I looked, to be honest. I was just focused on having fun with my daughter. Ironically, I did notice how sunburned people around me were getting. I smiled knowing that I had come prepared. The sun didn’t stand a chance against my 110 SPF spray sunscreen.

3 hours later, we leave the park to pick up my boys from a summer camp. I noticed that my back felt little burned. By the time we get home, I felt like my back was on fire. I slowly and painfully removed my shirt to see how bad my back really was. It was bad. Really bad. I had not stressed to that kind stranger the importance of covering my very pale back thoroughly. I had also missed a large section on the back of one of my arms while I was applying sunscreen.

Now I have been sunburned in the past, but this time was different. There were 2 parts on my back that were so painful, I could hardly move. I had a palm-size spot on my left shoulder and the radius of about 2 palms wide on the back of my right shoulder that were, “bring tears to your eyes” kinda painful whenever I moved. My husband and all 3 of my kids took shifts applying aloe to my back. They even used shaving cream with aloe in it at one point. I took several cold baths and applied ice packs to these 2 particular spots.

Nothing was working. 4 days after going to the water park, most of my sunburn had started to fade…except for the 2 spots. These spots actually became bumpy with fluid under them, and the pain seemed to be getting worse. I broke down and went to Urgent Care to see what was going on. Turns out these 2 spots were missed entirely in the sunscreen applying process. I had 2nd-degree burns on my back. The doctor gave me some ointment and a script for Keflex to prevent the burns from becoming infected.

I am thinking I may have been coming in too hot with the Bringing Sexy Back theme. I have now bought a 2nd swimsuit. I will wear the original mom suit for swimming inside and the 2nd swimsuit for outside swimming.

The devil is real guys, but I refuse to let him steal my joy or derail me on my journey. This time I need to remind myself that I have got this. I am awesome and do a self-high five.

I Need to Simmer Down, Y’all!

I was getting wound up really fast and needed a prayer to help me calm down! Calm down ASAP! This whole motherhood thing was about to kill me! I went to my priest for some advice! I explained to him that I was taking some deep breaths, but I was not achieving the level of serenity I know God can provide! I was finding myself practically yelling at Jesus that I needed patience, and I needed it NOW opposed to calmly talking to the man upstairs. To sum it up in my own words, my priest suggested finding my happy place, clearing my mind, using my indoor voice, and saying this prayer every morning!

O Holy Spirit, beloved of my soul, I adore You. 
Enlighten me, guide me, strengthen me, console me.
Tell me what I should do; give me Your orders.
I promise to submit myself to all that You desire of me
and to accept all that You permit to happen to me.
Let me only know Your Will.

-Desire Joseph Cardinal Mercier (1851-1926)

I put this prayer on my fridge and say it in the morning over my morning cup of happiness (coffee). I have actually found myself feeling more at peace and joyful about the day. I have gone from trying to carry all of the burdens in my life to just handing them over to God. Man, I feel lighter already. I should have tried this burden diet earlier. Wake up, give glory to God, and remind myself HE is in control/ has my back….repeat daily.