This post comes to us from Sarah, a babywearer here in Wellington, who writes over on Dear Albie…
Beauty is such a visually-loaded word. And I don’t begrudge it for being so. The art-lover, the nature-lover and the order-maker in me are all huge fans of the aesthetically pleasing.
But this month’s theme had me slightly stymied. I wanted to address it but I didn’t want a face-off between it and my fine lines and wrinkles – or an unnecessary confession to you about how this body has changed. There are far too many conventionally physical measures of Beauty for this fragile ego to handle.
I know better than all of that too.
So I decided to tell you a much more honest story from behind the camera lens rather than in front of it. To share with you the beauty that I see rather than the beauty that I be.
The beauty that fills my eyes and then, soon-after, my heart.
We went to camp by the river for the weekend, just the three of us. We kind of needed it. We didn’t do a great deal, just mooched about, went to the river, swam, threw rocks and got overly excited by a blackberry patch laden with ripe fruit.
Now that Albie is raring to go everywhere on-his-own-two-feet-thank-you-very-much, the sling has become transport. A wonderful mode of transport, certainly, but as soon as we are there, he is straight down and amongst it.
These days that we are enjoying now, are so beauty-filled, I never could imagine we would get to a place like this – not at his birth, not through his first winter, and certainly not in August last year either. All those struggles serve to do is just amplify all of this – this summer the dial is set at Gratitude and Acceptance.
I probably sound like a total hippy spouting such sentences, but it’s all true.
I wear Albie in a Sakura Bloom Essential Silk Sling in Sandstone/Pebble
This post is part 6 of a 6 part series for the Sakura Bloom Sling Diaries. Its been a healing six months, and wearing my child close has been a big part of that. Thank you Leigh and Lynne for the opportunity.