It has been almost 1 year since I stopped working and I’m still not used to not have to go to work.
Actually, let me rephrase that, I’m not used to not earning my own money.
I started working at the age of 15, I’m turning 38 soon and I’m feeling quite unaccomplished these days.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m loving being a full time mom to Lily and in my heart it is what I want to do and how I want things to be however, I’m having a really hard time not earning my own money and not coming up with ways that I can earn money AND be a stay at home mom.
I don’t want to be dependent on Will for money but yet, I feel paralyzed.
I would like to thank Juliana for coming up with such a great challenge.
It gave me an opportunity to draw and color.
I would have finished coloring the drawing but Lily woke up from her nap.
Maybe that’s the symbolism behind this self-portrait. It’s a work in progress. Like myself.
Today, on this very rainy day of September 29, 2010, I became a citizen of the United States of America.
I was sworn in this morning. (this goes right up there with getting married and giving birth to Lily.)
As I stood amongst 200 future citizens from 42 other countries, I could not help but get a little teary eyed and emotional to be standing next to so many others whose roads were just as hard and long as mine to be finally standing where we were this morning.
For once, we were all happy to be standing in the immigration building. 🙂
My parents moved me to N.J. from Portugal when I was 14 years old. I have lived here for almost 24 years.
This is the place I call home.
I am happy to finally say I am proud to be an American! (not that I didn’t already consider myself one before)
I’m joining Ariella (who writes one of my favorite blogs) who joined Juliana on a series of self portraits.
When I read Ariella‘s post, I could totally relate.
There is so much about me that I don’t like and that I would change. Physically, I’m never as comfortable in front of the camera as I am behind it.
I don’t like my left eye. (I have felt like this since I was a child) It turns in a bit and it is very noticeable in frontal shots. Profile shots are much better for me which is why I usually shoot myself that way.
When I read Juliana‘s post, I could also totally relate on the emotional level.
Just yesterday I cried about this. (yes, I cried)
Becoming a new mom has been wonderful but also one of the biggest emotional challenges.
As uncomfortable as I am in front of the camera, I have for the last 6 years started a personal collection of self portraits.
This is something that I have done mostly for my own artistic studies of…well, myself.
Just the other day I was thinking about doing a post about bathroom portraits. Most of my self portraits have been taken in my own bathroom, bar bathrooms, restaurant bathrooms, hotel bathrooms, you get the picture.
I have a thing for self and bathrooms. 😉
Right after I read Ariella‘s post, I ran into our bathroom and took these self portraits.
I have no make-up on, I haven’t showered and I’m in my house dress. (yes, I wear a house dress)