My 37th year...

Okay, so here I am, about 2 months past my 36th birthday, and I'm still the same "me," that I was last year, at this time. Every year, I promise myself it is going to be "The Year of ME!" And yet, every year, it's the same old yadda yadda. This year I'd love to try and write more, so here I am. Shall I deem this a "lifestyle blog?" A "parenting and family blog?" A "food and drink blog?" A "fitness blog?" Yeah, probably not that.But.... I think it should probably be a lot of little pieces of my life. So here I go. 

So, since I had my third child, a little over 2 years ago (we share a birthday, which I admit is pretty fabulous), I haven't been taking such good care of myself. I don't eat as healthfully as I used to, and I have grown accustomed to yoga pants and hoodies. Oh, and to make matters even worse, I have like 5 pairs of yoga pants, and 5 hoodies, all from Costco (gasp), and I just basically rotate them, on a daily basis. Today I changed it up, and wore fleece leggings and a sweatshirt with no zipper (wow), but I haven't really left the house, except to drive J to a birthday party. 

So, for starters, I joined Stitchfix. If you've never heard of it (apparently it's more popular than I thought), it's a personal styling website. You fill out a style profile, and a personal stylist sends you 5 items, at regular intervals (I am doing it every 2-3 weeks), and you keep what you want, and return the rest for free. I have no idea what's in style. I've been shopping at Gap and Loft, pretty much exclusively, since college. And the clothes are not so great. Quality is lacking, and I don't love the style. So here I am. I got my first Fix in the mail yesterday, and guess what?! I'm keeping all 5 items, which carries with it, the perk of getting 25% off the whole lot. 

I am trying to be open minded. There's not a single item in the lot of 5, that I would have chosen for myself, but I'm okay with that. I kind of think that's the point. I need to branch out. I haven't worn a bright color, in... wait... forever? Like, literally, forever? I've become so fixated on the fact that my body has changed, I haven't been allowing myself to buy new clothes. I guess I kept telling myself I would lose weight, and then I would shop, but now it has been 2 years, and I'm still me, so I need to just accept and love myself for who I am at this exact moment. 

So this is the year I start to...

Look like I care about myself (new clothes, take care of my skin, exercise relatively regularly).

and

ACT like I care about myself (eat to feel good, spend time with my husband, hang out and laugh with my kiddos, and focus on happiness).

So I'll be here. Hope you'll join me in my quest for fabulousness.  

xo