One thing I have to admit is that I am super hard on myself when it comes to self-image. I never feel pretty enough, and I can’t seem to accept the imperfections about my body. Most of this insecurity came after my pregnancy with Jaxon, but when I really think about it- would I take back the pregnancy in order to have my pre-baby body back? NOT A CHANCE. Would I take back the pregnancy in order to have the hottest body in the world? NOT A CHANCE. So when it comes right down to it, I know it’s not important that everything is perfect. I also wonder why I give my own problem areas such concern when I don’t notice it in other people. I don’t look at someone else and pick apart their body. It never even crosses my mind to measure someone up like I do myself. My friends and people that I admire most in my life might as well look like Sasquatch- I’d love them just the same. It’s a sick habit to only see the negative in yourself when all you see is the positive in others. Why can’t we just treat ourselves the way we treat others? I can’t stand it when I hear my friends say they hate ‘this and this’ about their bodies, or they want to loose _____ lbs. All I can think is
It’s not a big deal! Stop worrying! You’re perfect! ... Yet I never think to say those things to myself. Embrace... That’s what I need to do. Cause truly I’m so grateful for the body I have. A few years ago I would’ve given the world to know that I could grow a little baby in here. Now that I know I can, I just need to be thankful- because in the long run, my skinny jeans rank no where near the most important things in my life.
So my goal is to shut my
fat face whenever I think about voicing yet another insecurity about my body. If my daughter were to pick that up from me, I would be mad at myself for the rest of my life. Cause I know she will be beyond perfect to me. So will you join me? When my friends start complaining about their looks I can’t help but get mad and say “Shut your face” (
so tender, I know)… but really. We should all be more accepting of what we have (and what we don't).
Let’s make a little self-revolution:
Shut your face and love yourself.
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