Guest Blogger: My Days With Isla Mae

Yep, we're in sunny California this week :)

Sorry, I don't mean to make all of you jealous! And I didn't foget about you, either!

I've left you some amazing posts from good friends to make it up to you!

Today's guest post is from a woman who I consider a friend. Our daughters were born just days apart, and we've built a relationship learning and laughing with each other. This is Barbara, and her lovely family, Alex and Isla (don't you just love that name?!).

This post was one that hit home with me when she wrote it, and I'm glad she chose to share it with all of us today! Enjoy, and go visit Barbara's blog here.

As women I think we're always searching for acceptance.

Thoughts that may run through a woman's head may be "Do I look pretty?" "Do I look fat?" "Do they like me?" Well who knows if these things go through others minds but they go through mine. I try my hardest to never have these thoughts. I have a daughter and I would hope that she would never have these thoughts.

I want her to look in the mirror everyday and know she is beautiful, smart, funny, and genuine.  I want her to be confident. I struggle with confidence. Some day's I look in the mirror and feel "cute" Some day's I look within and feel smart. Some day's I look in the mirror and feel *Blah* 

I strive to be a good mother and wife.....That's the most important thing in my life.

I think my struggles with confidence stem from my childhood. I struggled with weight even as a child because I saw my mom's daily struggles. I also dealt with a lot of loss......When you no longer have parents to accept you, encourage you and love you, you can feel lonely.

I want to feel pretty. I want to feel smart and I want to feel confident. I want to feel this way so that Isla can have a good role model.

If  you know me well enough you would know that some day's I could give a shit less what people think of me or the life that I live. Then there are some day's I am sensitive. Sensitive to what people think.
I want to feel accepted and loved. I KNOW Alex accepts me and loves me. I KNOW Isla accepts me and loves me and I KNOW that's all that matters.  I think if I didn't want to feel accepted then that would be abnormal, right?

Isla Mae,

Always know that you are beautiful. Always know that you are loved.....Your daddy and I would never leave you. Always know you can do anything you put your mind to. Always know you are smart, funny, sweet, playful and just AMAZING in every way. We will always accept you for who you are. We will always love you. I just know we will be best friends. I will always be there for you. I love you, we love you!

Love,
Mama

~Barbara
My Days With Isla Mae