Tuesday, November 24, 2015

More and more of late, I have found myself unhappy with my body, slipping into my old ways of lacking body confidence. Putting myself down when I get dressed or look in the mirror, looking at old photos of a skinnier me and wondering where that girl went. There is so much pressure for women to get down to pre-pregnancy weight, even if people don't admit it, there's a certain expectation and if some women take a little longer than others, it's like it's the worst thing ever. It would be nice if, instead of magazine articles of how amazing a celebrity looks after birth, we just celebrated the fact that Mummas have created life, that their bodies have done something so special and magical. If instead of breaking a Mumma's self confidence down with your "tips and suggestions" on how to get back into shape, you just saw her for more than her size. Since finding out my thyroid is part of the reason I am the same weight that I was right after giving birth to my second daughter, I've been sad and I've been angry. Today, I've decided enough is enough. I'm going to celebrate the body I have now, while I work (in MY OWN time) towards making it healthier and stronger. It carried and birthed these two amazing beings and well, that's pretty fucking amazing if you ask me.





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