Since becoming a mom, I've had a total of a whopping ONE professional facials.

No, no my skin hasn't miraculously become flawless since entering motherhood. In fact, its quite the opposite. My thirties has brought me lots of amazing qualities, sure; but its also brought on a predilection for acne, redness and dryness.

When I look back on the holidays of my childhood, I have the fondest memories of our annual family photo shoots. Each year our mama would dress us in perfectly coordinating outfits- matching denims, white button downs, the occasional mixed print- and take us to our local park for our annual day of modeling. The fruits of these labors proudly displayed in our parents' homes- chambray-clad kiddos with goofy adolescent smiles. Some years were more awkward than others- in the most wonderful way possible- and I've always adored remembering different stages of our lives through those images.