Heat Wave.
Cranky kids + Mama.
Cabin Fever.
Boredom.
Messes upon messes.
Frustration.
All of it washed away as I glide into the cool water of Gooderham Lake. My scalp thrills as the water makes its way through hot tangled curls. My body made heavy by pregnancy, time, and comfort is new and blurred just under the surface and, for a moment, I forget to hate myself. Cool and quiet, I try to remember the last time I actually swam.
Wet skin, goosebumps in the heat, Mumford + Sons roaring, and milkshakes wash the day's sins away and I can begin again.
Wet skin, goosebumps in the heat, Mumford + Sons roaring, and milkshakes wash the day's sins away and I can begin again.
Milkshake Recipe
Kawartha Dairy Ice Cream
Kawartha Dairy Milk
Organic Strawberry Jam
Frozen Organic Strawberries
*No measuring required, just make it as big or as small and as thick or as runny as your little heart desires.
1. Blend.
2. Pour into Mason jar.
3. Insert pretty straw.
4. Enjoy.
go gently + be wonderful
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go gently + be wonderful
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such an awesome video! My husband and I both enjoy their songs.Thanks for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteI am utterly convinced that there is nothing more healing than swimming. I wrote pretty much the same blog the other day. Funny. And please don't hate yourself.
ReplyDeleteI JUST told my sister that I haven't gone swimming yet this year because I'm too self-conscious in a bathing suit (post three pregnanacies, coffee with cream...) This post SO captured what we're experiencing here in this heat...too sluggish to clean up messes, too hot to cook, everyone's sticky and cranky...blah! We're going to the beach today and I'm going in.
ReplyDeleteLovely :) I can relate all too well to the heat, frustration and cabin fever this week.
ReplyDeletelovely..i understand the sentence about forgetting to hate yourself. (though i hope that you truly DON'T hate yourself.) would you believe i haven't been swimming yet this summer? this must be remedied soon.
ReplyDeleteI am there with you on the hate and frustration. I love my pregnant body and then the moment I give birth I hate my postpartum body. We would never let others tell us the things we tell ourselves. Why do we let ourselves?
ReplyDeleteUmmm, Kawartha Dairy ice cream! Is there any better?
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