When I was a teen I was painfully self conscious. I took hours with my hair and makeup and clothing. Funny how much we change over the years. Now if I get a shower, I count myself fortunate! Never mind the make-up. Honestly, I only wear makeup if I am going out of the house or someone is coming over,and that is about it.
As I have begun aging I see wrinkles and crow feets etc. on my face. Where I used to obsess looking at myself, now I avoid it. Once in a while I pull out the tweezers and pull hair from my brows and random places on my face that have an odd thick hair growing (what is up with that?). I don't have to cover up acne now but try to hide dark circles under my eyes from the kids being up sick.
My hair used to be a lovely blonde color (and naturally bleached out in the sun) now it has turned a mousy color with gray creeping in. This year was the first I started dying my hair and now it is a pain to keep the roots up, but I must!
Just yesterday I was holding Jenna and she was carefullly inspecting my face. She indicated I had "owie"--she thinks the scar from when I had a mole removed is an owie. She thinks my freckle (or aging spot...who knows...) is an owie, it's all owies! Then to make matters worse she grabs my long thin nose and twists it like a handle! Oh my.
I am afraid to look in the mirror to see what she sees everday and apparently loves. And since I am not one to get plastic surgery or even buy expensive treatments, all I can anticipate is that things will get worse.
But I have children that love my face and know everything about it.
How amazing life is!
Posted by Krista at September 15, 2008 02:08 PMI know what you mean - at least they love us as we are! Lucky us! :]
I know that I always thought my mother was beautiful. Now that I'm her age, I wonder if she had worried about her aging appearance. hmmm...
Hoping this week is better than last week!
Posted by: Angi at September 15, 2008 03:01 PMYou write things we all relate to! That's funny how Jenna notes such details. Others hardly notice I bet. I look in a mirror and gasp at the aging process but then last week someone thought I was 16 years younger so things might be better than my own analysis. The latest is people thinking I look like Sarah Palin -- ha, ha! I love her big brown eyes and smile. I'll have to get colored contacts to accomplish her eyes but I can do better at smiling more. I can only dream about having her level of energy!
Posted by: Dana at September 15, 2008 04:20 PMYou totally make me LAUGH and I think anyone that is the same age as you (ME, for instance) feels the same. I've had gray hair since my 20s though and crows feet are creeping in on my face, too. And, I noticed this year my neck is saggier looking with line. Bleck. To make matters worse, I have cottage cheese thighs where my son once asked "what is THAT!" I didn't know what he meant until he said, "Those lumps". And Laura once asked me why I still look pregnant if I'm not. Sigh...And people wonder why we don't have self esteem. Lol.
Posted by: Jeni at September 15, 2008 08:44 PMKids are way too honest! I once had a piano student who told me my teeth were yellow. Well lucky for me Matt was more than willing to bleach them. That was one of the most elaborate beauty treatments I've ever had. Like Dana said, a smile is what counts. If we all looked like supermodels, think of our pride level.
Posted by: Tracy Phillips at September 15, 2008 10:27 PMCan I just say I love Photo Shop? Here is a secret confession, I have been known a time or two to "erase" my crows feet with the modern technology of Photo Shop. Shush...don't tell anyone.
You are truly beautiful Krista, inside and out. Isn't it wonderful that children help remind us of that, crows feet and all.
Posted by: Marnie at September 16, 2008 03:51 AM