I don’t know about you, but when it comes to my figure, I have always been self-conscious. When I was growing up, I was told that I was too tall at 5’10” and I was too thin. I was called Jo-Anorexic. So, I literally couldn’t win with the boys. I was too tall, too thin and my freckles were like a skin disease to the other kids. Oh, and don’t get me started on the perm I forced my mom to give me. I was a catch.
Once I got older, met my husband and had two kids, I found it so hard to have the extra weight fall off. I couldn’t look in the mirror and be happy with what I saw. I just looked at myself and said, “You’re a catch. Not!” With all that self-hate, I forgot who I was. I was so focused on making sure I was the definition of “perfect” that I lost my ability to be…me. It also didn’t help when I compared myself to other moms. They always seemed to have it all together and look beautiful doing it. When it came to me, they were lucky I even brushed my hair and teeth. Then one day, my son, Noah asked if I had a baby in my belly because I was looking fat. It was then that I realized, I was far past comfy and lazy. I was now fluffy. When my kids, who are the most honest people in my life, wondered if I was carrying another human being because of my fluff, I had to rethink my life style. That’s exactly what I did, but while doing that, I started to wonder. Am I working out and putting myself on this diet for me or for society? Society requires perfection and I decided that I was going to win this battle of what’s perfect and what’s not.
The truth is, there is no such thing as perfect. Society or even the harsh people in our lives make it impossible to tackle the requirements set by them. What we have to do is realize that we are who we are. We just have to be us. I am changing my diet and lifestyle not to be “perfect”, but to be a healthy mom for my kids. How can I teach them a healthy lifestyle and to also except who they are, if I’m not?
When we look in the mirror, let’s like what we see for once. And if we are thinking that we should get healthier, then let’s do it for us. Not for the requirements set by people who don’t know us well enough or at all. The real beauty we contain is inside us. Our hearts and our minds. Our characters are who define us. My height and my freckles just are my shell. And luckily my perm grew out and has never been reapplied.
It’s time we except who we are and welcome any changes that may come. Do not allow anyone else the power to define you. If you have people in your life that only see what they think are flaws and aren’t getting to know the real you, then they don’t deserve to know the real you. Life gives us obstacles and not liking who we are doesn’t help us overcome those obstacles. We all have beauty in our own ways. Let’s have our beauty shine and take over our self-hate. If you have trouble seeing your beauty, remember this. You are you. There is only one of you in this entire world. Embrace that and never let it go. Be proud of you and who you are. Kick to the curb anyone who thinks differently.
It’s time to welcome who we are. So let’s bring out the welcome mat.