For the last 6 months I have been trying to eat healthy, and work out more. I was trying to do what every girl does when this time of year rolls around. Get ready for the bikini season. Thing is, this girl is a momma to three beautiful children.
Every since I had my first son, I have tried to not be so critical about my body. I have failed miserably. Then I had a little girl. I realized I do not want her to grow up thinking her body has to look a certain way and for her to learn to complain about to much fat there, and non existent thigh gap (sorry baby girl it runs in the family). I want her to be proud of her body, and the way she looks.
I am by no means saying I don’t want her to grow up and get into the habit of taking care of her body by working out and eating healthy. But we like food here in this household. I am from the country and sometimes we just want a good ole chicken fried steak smothered in gravy, and don’t even get me started on cutting carbs out completely! HECK NO! We do try to eat more veggies and lean protein. We don’t eat a lot of junk food, and I like to cook from scratch.
The last few months the scale hasn’t budged, and the inches came to a screeching halt. I haven’t been able to workout as much as I wanted, because of kids and stress. I have done pretty good about eating healthy by my standard, but stunk it up when I would get stressed out or on the weekends. Remember I said we like food.
I realized, that I am trying to do the very thing I do not want my daughter to do. I am trying to make myself look like what society says sexy or beautiful is. I want to look good for my husband, and so far I have lost some weight and some inches, but I am not going to be ashamed. I will not be ashamed of my mom bod. I have a pooch, but I also have three beautiful children. I do have some love handles going on, but I also have laughter that fills my home. I can hear some of my friends now, well if you worked out harder or did this. You know what, I am not going to stop eating carbs so my stomach can get perfectly flat (not that that will happen anyways, it’s in my genes).