Beachy Getaway

 

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Last weekend we headed down to Pismo Beach to celebrate/cherish our dwindling days of complete independence. Otherwise known as a babymoon! Our friends with kids have highly recommended we take a vacation before baby arrives in October and I gladly obliged. It was a weekend full of great food, slow walks around town, poolside mocktails, and a bit of shopping. My current style is all things comfort so I’ve rounded up a few items that are currently in rotation. I’m loving anything that is roomy and easy to slip into- like slides, stretchy dresses, and purses that allow you to be hands-free:

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Current Reads…

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Ahh the love of books. Being in the midst of reading a great book is, in my opinion, like having a little gift to look forward to at the end of the day. I love devouring books- sometimes I become so engrossed that I cancel social outings because I’d rather have a one-on-one with whatever novel has me raptured. And now that I have a little downtime away from my studies, I’ve been consuming them on a weekly basis. Here are a few of my recent favorites:

  1. The Tattooist of Auschwitz is a true story based on the lives of Lale and Gita, two prisoners enduring the concentration camps at Auschwitz during the Holocaust. As a tattooist of the incoming prisoners, Lale is afforded certain privileges that he utilizes to help those around him, often risking his life in the process. In the midst of so much death and destruction, Lale and Gita still manage to fall in love. Note: get your tissues ready- I finished this book while in an airplane and probably looked like I was having a mental breakdown.
  2. Where the Crawdads Sing chronicles the life of Kya, a young girl living in the swamps of North Carolina in the 1950s. Abandoned by her family, Kya learns to be self-sufficient, resourceful, and independent. Despite her reclusive lifestyle, her natural beauty catches the eyes of local boys, some of which don’t have the best intentions. When one of these boys goes missing, the community begins pointing the finger at Kya. Note: this book was beautifully written and I could not put it down. Easily in my top 3 favorite books and wishing I could erase my memory of it just so I could fall in love with the story all over again.
  3. The Silent Patient is a thriller about married artists Alicia and Gabriel. When Gabriel is murdered, allegedly by his wife, Alicia becomes mute and is sent to a mental institution instead of receiving jail time. When psychotherapist Theo begins working at the institution in hopes of getting Alicia to speak again, things get veryyyy interesting. Note: this book was hard for me to get into but worth pushing through in the end. The conclusion is shocking and one I won’t forget!
  4. Everything I Never Told You is about a Chinese-American family grappling with the death of their daughter, Lydia. On the surface, Lydia appears to be the perfect child- obedient, smart, plenty of friends, and a great student. However, this is merely a facade and the family is left to pick up the pieces and reflect on just what went wrong (so many things!). Note: this book was book was frustrating to read at times because you want so badly for the characters to just communicate with each other and be real. Although tragic, it was a reminder that sometimes things need to fall apart in order to come together again.

Valentine’s Day

In honor of tomorrow being Valentine’s Day, I thought I’d post a few of my favorite things. Please forward this post to my husband to give him some clues as to the perfect gift(s) to get me. For real though, we like to keep it low-key on v-day- I love staying at home and cooking a gourmet meal. Last year, we cooked Chrissy Teigen’s spicy clams & pasta recipe which was incredible. I also just love the process of picking out a cute card and writing a thoughtful message. Some of my favorite gifts have been cards….I guess I’m just old school like that. Whatever you do and whoever you’re with, I hope you have a day full of love! V-Day-Collage

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Comfort Zones

Ever since I started my master’s program in occupational therapy, I’ve been a bit daunted by the overwhelming amount of presentations. Public speaking has always been a struggle for me and last semester was filled with lots of dreadful, heart-pumping, anxiety-provoking moments. There’s one presentation in particular where I literally thought I was going to pass out. Yes it was that bad. Yikes. This semester though, I sought to conquer those fears or lessen them at the very least. Those feelings of dread crept up on me a couple weeks ago when my group just so happened to be the first presentation of the semester. Although I began looking at the presentation date as doomsday, I soon started becoming familiar with my topic. After completely digesting the info and composing a Powerpoint, I started practicing my speech. And practicing. And filming myself. And getting more familiar with the material. By the time doomsday came around, I wasn’t so nervous anymore. Now I wouldn’t say I was looking forward to the presentation but miraculously I got up there and I was calm, cool, & confident. I felt like I had nailed the project, a feeling I hadn’t at all experienced during the first semester. And that feeling was empowering. It made me think about the last several years of my life and how afraid I was of making a change, facing fears, and getting out of my comfort zone. Although I struggled often last semester, there was a lot of strength that came out of that struggle and for that I am grateful. My plan going forward is to get comfortable being uncomfortable because this is where the magic happens. IMG_6142.JPG

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Grad school started back up again last week and so did the anxiety. After having a blissful winter break full of indulging in my favorite occupations, the onset of those anxious feelings felt rather foreign. Last semester, I was so focused on doing well in school that the rest of my life fell by the wayside. I’m hoping that this semester, I can employ more balance in my life to help curb the anxiety and remember who I am & what makes me happy. I’ve realized that I’ve become a bit of a perfectionist which lends itself to a rigid, black-or-white thinking mentality. Here’s to being kinder to myself, to being more flexible, and to finding calm among the chaos.