First- I want to acknowledge that there are so many women who struggle just to get pregnant. I don’t want to belittle that in any way. I am so grateful that my body is able to carry and grow a new little one for our family. I LOVE babies and I love my kids. While that is all true, I also know most women have or are struggling their body image, including pregnant and postpartum mommas. It doesn’t matter what your actual size or numbers are- confidence issues abound for women.
I wish I were sharing how much I don’t mind at all that I have gained weight and how grateful I am for the extra pounds. I wish I were mature enough to be talking about the negative voice of the media and all the ways that I have conquered it’s influence, but that just wouldn’t be the truth today. Someday I hope that I will be unaffected by what size my jeans are and will have moved on to higher issues like ending world hunger – but today I’m still frequently bummed out about where I fall on my pregnancy weight gain chart.
A few days after Easton was born. Highest non-pregnant weight ever.
Kesler and I on his second birthday. Mentally the healthiest I have ever been in terms of me and food and what matters.
See that worried face checking out how the clothes are fitting in the glass door? We take like 100 of each outfit. My three year old gets really tired of the quest for a good photo!
So that is the plan. Practice self love no matter what happens. And remember that it will always be hard if I let it be.
I hope that sharing this offers encouragement in some way. Sometimes just hearing that someone else is going through a struggle too can lift us up in what we are dealing with. This isn’t easy for me to write or to share, but it is true and I know that the more we are true to ourselves, the more we will love ourselves. And that is the goal right?