Hello all!
I can’t seem to get any sleep lately, mainly because I have a tiny person knocking inside me, but also because I think I’ve fallen victim of my self esteem again.
Not so long ago, I had body image issues. I saw the girls at my school (middle school) and how popular they were because they were skinny and beautiful. And me, well, I was flat chested without a butt. I only had three friends who, don’t get me wrong, but the best friends I had growing up. But somehow, I wanted more.
I did everything I could to fit in. I changed my look, I worked out so I could have a bigger butt and more boobs. I also ate a lot of dairy and pastries because I always heard they went straight to your thighs.
I guess I’m paying for those now. Now that I don’t work out as much anymore, I have thunder thighs, big breasts that used to look perky but now just full of breastmilk to be produced in a few months, and my butt… well now they’re too big with stretch marks.
My husband tries to motivate me by getting me to workout with him. But of course, I can’t help but think how he sees all these other women that are so not my size. They’re taller, skinnier, prettier… Or so I think. I was once a pretty hot young thing… But then I got pregnant.
I actually love my baby bump… I just don’t love the rest of the bumps that come along with it. My mom keeps telling me that me at 5 months was her at 8 months with all 4 pregnancies. I don’t ever say anything back but it does definitely affect me. She’s always one to say I was fat.
Before I got pregnant, I was 128 pounds at 5″2. I had the curves of a sexy lady. My husband and all my friends thought so. But my mom always teased me just because I wasn’t built like her. Well no duh, she grew up in a third world country. She was mostly deprived of food and she walked everywhere she went. And even when she wasn’t walking, she was burning off any fat she had in her body just by living near the equator.
I do mainly blame my mom for my self image issues. She’s a great mom, she just doesn’t have the best opinions. I obviously realize that and will do everything I can to not put my children down.
I know this is now an issue I have to deal with on my own. I have to build my self esteem. No one else can do it for me. I have to see myself the way I want to see me. I can’t depend on what others have to say. If I believe it, I can project it, THEN people will see it.
Right?
Thanks for reading!
‘Till next time,
Mommarch