Destruction of Me

The destruction of my old self I have official come face to face with my inner moment of Motherhood. While I standing around for my first Middle School Football game watching from the outside the socialization of children. They are not quite children and no where near teens as they come to understand who they our. Its amazing they all have some sense of what they want to look like you can tell by there clothing, friends and how they stand around talking. Enjoy socializing with each other more then actually watching the game children our children just enjoying the freedom on young. With the pressures of doing well in school, making friends, wear the right outfits to express their personalities.

I think that my children are beautiful but let’s realize that I am seeing this through a mother’s eye….! It was different to see that a boy of eleven actually thinks that my daughter is cute. He builds his courage up to walk over to where we stood and ask her for her phone number. My child stood there look like a fish out of water trying to intake air. She blinked and walked away leaving the poor boy looking after her. It blew my mind that I never really realize that yes boys will someday like her. My inner bombshell shudders at the idea of boy’s or her future crushes. Her fifth grade crush lasted a minute with her thinking that he was completely immature and not worth her time. At this time she feels that no boy in her school is attractive and quite a few are immature. She fails to realize that doesn’t mean that boy’s will not float into her bubble because they think they are cute.

What I have learned from my daughter is just to be your self! Yes I taught her this but do not use it in my daily life to often. Trying to impress and make a good impress while loosing myself. I have loosened up quite a lot. While enjoying myself, feeling freer to express my true self with what I put on, adding fun jewelry pieces and my new statement pieces being belts. They allow me to standout and are my signature that says BombShell when you see me coming. All BombShells need a signature that speaks volumes on who we our!!! Let’s aim to find our signature and be true to ourselves as we look to grow a new as we destruct the old.