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Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Pour Your Heart Out: 16th Glass

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Vanessa, at Much More Than Mommy, one of my favorite bloggers ever, and I were thinking along the same lines this week. You HAVE TO go check out the challenge that she has in Monday's post. Help her get to 50 comments on her post so that she will do her challenge...yes, I know, that doesn't really make much sense until you go read her post- so, please go show her some support. You'll probably even feel better about yourself after you follow her instructions for your comment. You know, AFTER you read my post. ;)




I had to do the worst kind of shopping last week.


Bathing suit shopping.


Yes, I know- bathing suit shopping after it's already summer = a picked over selection, making it even harder to find something acceptable.


I tried on suit after suit and just got more and more frustrated.


Noticing the stretch marks on my belly.


And the weird thing that happened to my belly button after being turned inside out 3 different times.


And my sad, small, no-longer-perky boobs.


And my thighs that touch at the top.


I thought I hate my body. I'm so fat.


But, here's the thing: I'm not really fat.


I'm not model-thin or like I used to be pre-baby.


But, unless you are model-thin or a stick or have that nice toned pre-baby body or are a celebrity or have gone through cosmetic surgery, well, you probably would never dream of calling me fat. Even then, you probably wouldn't say fat. You might say I could stand to lose a little weight, but you probably wouldn't say fat.


I look in the mirror, though, and see all the imperfections. I look closely and see it all.


All the things that I'd like to change. All the flaws.


And I want to go hide under a big mumu.


Or at least a sundress. Sundresses have been my saving grace this summer. Because they can be loose enough not to show every flaw and yet still look like I'm putting an effort into my appearance.


I even have to buy them in a size small.


Gone are the days when I would drop a pair of jeans on the dressing room floor in disgust and pout because they only had a size 0 and not a size 00.


Still, a small's not bad after having 3 kids in less than 3.5 years.


But, I can still look in the mirror as I try on swimsuits and feel disgusted. And imagine that I could get this lifted and that tucked and this sucked out.


I could have left with no swimsuit at all. And hid under my sundresses all summer.


But, I needed a swimsuit to be able to play with my boys and to keep them safe at the pool.


And so I heaved a big sigh and found one that I thought covered enough that I didn't look like I was trying to relive my pre-baby days but was stylish enough that I wasn't channeling grandma.


After I got home, I realized that the only one who examines me that closely is me. And maybe some haters but they don't count..


So, when my boys asked if we could go outside and play in their sprinkler, I decided it was way too hot to be in anything other than a swimsuit.


I sat out there with them, in just my suit.  And didn't feel self-conscious when neighors passed by.  And even got into the sprinkler with them a little bit.


I realized that it didn't matter. My boys think I'm beautiful. And so does Hubs.


And I could be confident and comfortable with myself as I am.  I'm learning to be able to look at myself in the mirror and see the good, not just the bad.


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78 Comments:

Blogger Jennifer Leigh said...

It's a very true point! We are our own worst critics! Good for you!

June 30, 2010 at 12:11 AM  
Blogger Babes Mami said...

I am not a small but I have been learning this. Body dysmorphia runs in my family, I see myself much much larger then I am. Like I said I'm not a small I'm an XL but I see an XXXXL. When we went to NC recently I caught a reflection in the store...it was me! I was much thinner then I look at home or after I've studied myself. I don't know what was different about that quick glimpse but it made my day!

June 30, 2010 at 12:17 AM  
Blogger purseblogger said...

Aw girl, you speak for me too. I am my own worst critic. I worry so much about the extra weight I've put on since having three kids. I need to do better at accepting me for me and realizing things aren't as bad as I think they are. I'm working on it.

Love Vanessa and her post! I commented on it when she posted it. :)

June 30, 2010 at 12:23 AM  
Blogger Natalie said...

Good for you for having such a postive attitude! I bought my first "mom" bathing suit to wear to the river on vacation, and it was the first time I ever felt good and not at all self conscious in my bathing suit...turned out to be a good thing!

June 30, 2010 at 12:25 AM  
Blogger Tammy said...

I use to be really hard on myself too. I am learning to love myself whatever size. I am working on getting in shape right now so hopefully I can take off a few pounds before fall. You are beautiful Shell...and your boys and hubby love you for who you are! (just like me)!

June 30, 2010 at 12:46 AM  
Blogger Jacque said...

Bathing suit? What is that? I haven't put one of those on in years. I do the shorts and tank top to swim in. If I even get in the water. I usually just try to avoid those situations.
Maybe I need to rethink it tho. Like you said - the hubby loves me and so do my kids - so why worry about those other people. Do they matter? Probably not.
Thanks for that motivational speech - I think I needed that! :)

June 30, 2010 at 1:18 AM  
Blogger *LLUVIA* said...

I love this post! It's good that you realized that all that matters is that your boys love you!

I'm super fat (and I'm not exaggerating).

Thankfully, it doesn't stop me from wearing a bathing suit to the beach or the pool. I'm one of those fat bitches you see at the pool with all the cellulite and the big ass. Probably some shallow asshole will take a picture of me and post it on one of those sites that make fun of fat asses. They'll call it, "whale on the beach" or something like that. But you know what? I don't give a sh*t. Seriously. I don't.

While I'd love to lose weight and am working on it, I cannot not enjoy myself because I don't look like a model.

I've never had a thin figure. No idea what a size 0 feels like.

If I can reach size 8, I'm happy!

What an uplifting post!

June 30, 2010 at 1:27 AM  
Blogger The Drama Mama said...

I am far from small. I am much overweight, and I don't like what I see in the mirror, but I too realize that I am my own worse critic.

Besides, if they don't like seeing a beached whale in a 2 piece, they don't have to look! ;) (haha. I'm kidding-about the beached whale part).

June 30, 2010 at 2:09 AM  
Blogger The Blue Zoo said...

I think I will probably enjoy swimsuit shopping this summer. But Im paying for it.... LOL

June 30, 2010 at 3:07 AM  
Blogger Cristinalaloca said...

I am your newest followers; I found you on I've been thinking (Lluvia) I believe this blog can help let go of past demons we can not let go of. Thanks and read you soon!

FYI: I have got your button for my blog. :)

June 30, 2010 at 3:26 AM  
Blogger Sorta Southern Single Mom said...

You know I feel your pain...thank goodness for sundresses! I've got a closet full of 'em! But, there are the jeans in the corner and I know I'm gonna have to squeeze back into them at some point!

June 30, 2010 at 6:47 AM  
Blogger Oka said...

Sad how we have allowed society to make us our own worst critics. I am extremely guilty.

June 30, 2010 at 7:35 AM  
Blogger Hair Bows & Guitar Picks said...

So funny that you wrote this post today because here I was yesterday in Target doing the same thing....trying on suit after suit after suit and almost in tears! Three kids and three c-sections do not make for a very nice tummy!

Thank you for the post!

June 30, 2010 at 8:18 AM  
Blogger Life Without Pink said...

OMG I am going through the same thing! I am thin but still embarrassed by my body. I finally found a bathing suit that was cute and covered me. I got home put it on and when I started walking, it inched up on my butt until it was completely a thong! Needless to say I took it back and I can't find one that covers me. I think that everyone has areas they are worried about. You are not alone!

June 30, 2010 at 8:22 AM  
Blogger Ian said...

I can tell you you're wrong and this or that, but you already said it best.

So I will quote you:

"I realized that it didn't matter. My boys think I'm beautiful. And so does Hubs."

End of discussion.

June 30, 2010 at 8:41 AM  
Blogger Steph said...

33 weeks preggers and not caring about the swimsuit this year! Got one and don't care how I look in it....just like you, my only concern is my fiance and my children.

You are a beautiful person inside and out.

xoxox

June 30, 2010 at 8:44 AM  
Blogger Erin said...

Shell,

I can relate to this so much and was just discussing this with girlfriends last night...

I am my own worst critic, too. And I know when I go to the pool, the only one criticizing me is ME. I'm comparing myself to everyone else. I hate doing it and I want to let go and stop it. Because I think I also have body dysmorphic disorder.

Wouldn't it be great if we could see ourselves the way OTHERS see us????

June 30, 2010 at 8:58 AM  
Blogger chele said...

Good for you! I didn't even get new swimsuits this year, I just recycled last year's. It took forever to pick them out and I figured they were good for one more year.

June 30, 2010 at 9:17 AM  
Blogger The Random Blogette said...

I can so relate to you...even though I can never remember being a size 00 or even a 0, I was once very slim and I am working my way back to that. But, I realized after having Peanut that I will never look the same again. If you are still interested in swimsuits for the future check out essentialswimwear.com. I bought the vixen (red) top and black hipster bottoms and it makes me look so skinny! Plus they are cheap! They even have free exchanges. I mistakenly got a medium when I needed an Xl..hello big boobs and it was no problem to exchange.

June 30, 2010 at 9:43 AM  
Blogger Evonne said...

Big or small, it doesn't matter. Bathing suit shopping is horrible!

You are not fat! I'm glad you found the confidence to proudly wear your suit.

June 30, 2010 at 9:45 AM  
Blogger Brittney said...

i feel that way no matter WHAT i put on when looking in the mirror. but you are right no one judges you more than yourself. My husband tells me im the only one that thinks like that about myself and its a hard habit to break!
ANyway you are beautiful AND THIN! and I think you would rock whatever swim suit you put on

June 30, 2010 at 9:47 AM  
Blogger Trish said...

what matters most are the momories you are making for you and your boys....oh, and everything looks better when it's tan :OP

June 30, 2010 at 9:50 AM  
Blogger The Grasshoppa:Triplets Plus Two Momma said...

Life is just so short to miss out on all the fun and the opportunities because we think our looks are flawed. Ya know?

Not to mention that you *ARE* stunning. I can say that. I have seen you in real life :)

I'm so glad you looked past the stretch marks. They are just marks of where you have been and the sacrifices you have made as a momma, after all.

June 30, 2010 at 9:56 AM  
Blogger Diane said...

I think most all of us can relate to this post and Good for you!

June 30, 2010 at 10:09 AM  
Blogger MommyLovesStilettos said...

We are most definitely are worst critics. I'm horrible about this as well!

June 30, 2010 at 10:25 AM  
Blogger Daisygirl said...

I dread swimsuit shopping! I am the person that orders it online or a couple and tries them on at home because otherwise I am the crazy person screaming in the fitting room!

Love this post because it is so true the person that judges ourselves the most is us! It sucks!

Your gorgeous girl!

June 30, 2010 at 10:32 AM  
Blogger Tylaine said...

I think almost every woman is their own worst critic! I know I am. Like you said the most important people in your life think you're beautiful and you are beautiful! :)

June 30, 2010 at 10:37 AM  
Blogger Sara said...

Ugh. Swimsuit shopping is the worst. Thank goodness for Old Navy's website. I'm glad that you "overcame" your self critism on this issue and played int he sprinkler!!!

June 30, 2010 at 10:39 AM  
Blogger Adrienne said...

Oh Shell, this so could be my post! I hate bathing suit shopping, and loathe the picked over summer supply that I'm destined to get b/c I put off the inevitable trip. LOL I'm learning to love my thirty something body, and it's a far cry from the size zero days. but you're right we ARE beautiful and the only men that matter to me think so too! I wish I could remember this EVERYDAY!:)
Thanks for sharing! <3

June 30, 2010 at 10:40 AM  
Blogger VandyJ said...

Swim suit shopping brings out the worst in anybody. Glad you found not only a suit but the confidence to enjoy wearing it.

June 30, 2010 at 10:42 AM  
Blogger Sheri said...

I could've written your post! I am also doing the sundress thing this summer. My depression meds make me feel soooooooo much better, but have made me gain about 10 pounds. So I have to choose - 10 pounds thinner and not as happy, or keep the 10 pounds and be a happy and active mom to my kids. No brainer. Doesn't mean I don't hate the extra weight, though!

June 30, 2010 at 10:43 AM  
Blogger Stacey said...

I feel almost like I could have written this! Before kids I was a size 3 and tiny. Now, other people still say I'm small, but I definitely don't feel that way!

June 30, 2010 at 10:44 AM  
Blogger The Scrapoholic said...

I came across your blog from Peaceful Divas! sure glad i did too! Thanks for sharing your story! I am right there with you! my kids are older but they still want me in my suit having fun with them in the pool or at the beach. Thanks for making me realize its being the best mom that wins in the end not how i look or how i feel in my bathing suit.

June 30, 2010 at 10:46 AM  
Blogger Jenn said...

I totally relate here. I'm a small too, but not the kind of small I was pre-baby. There's extra skin, stretch marks, etc. I remember how clothes fit not that long ago. But you're right. I'm my own worst critic! By the way, I don't think my comment posted yesterday ... I'm soooo jealous of your tan!

June 30, 2010 at 10:50 AM  
Blogger MommaKiss said...

i for one also hate bathing suit shopping! it's like mean, i swear.
but the god's honest truth is that no matter how we look - thin or fat, tall or short, we're going to see our own flaws much worse than anyone else does. we have a pool and when the kids wanna get in, like daily, well, there's no time to dwell on my imperfections. just jump in and play. they do not care that i have back fat or my thighs have the chub rub. they care that i'm having fun with them. just like your boys did :)

June 30, 2010 at 10:57 AM  
Blogger My Momma Drama said...

I think we all have issues with our bodies! I'm the same way you are - I can wear a size small up top (sometimes medium) and wear size 5's on the bottoms... not bad - a lot of people would not call me fat, but like you, I used to wear a size 0 before my first and a size 2 before my second...

It's a huge step for us to feel comfortable in our bodies no matter what stretch marks or cellulite we flaunt around :) Lord knows, if you've had kids, you've got both!!

June 30, 2010 at 11:10 AM  
Blogger Heather said...

I am much better with this when I quit reading any fashion mags at all. Those pictures are just unbelieveable.

I am glad you had fun with your guys in the sprinkler. NO point hanging out inside wishing it were the olden days of super skinniness!!

June 30, 2010 at 11:31 AM  
Blogger The Mommyologist said...

You will love the next "event" I'm hosting...probably at the end of July/early August!! It addresses this very thing. Being confident in your own skin is the whole basis of Mom Sexy!

June 30, 2010 at 11:32 AM  
Blogger Beth Zimmerman said...

I love you Shell! Even if you did once fit in a 00! At this point I just want to get back in the teens. But even though I am obese ... I need to learn to love WHO I am and worry less about the package I'm in! So I totally get what you're saying!

June 30, 2010 at 11:35 AM  
Blogger Jessica said...

I love this post! Thanks for sharing!

June 30, 2010 at 11:42 AM  
Blogger Michelle Pixie said...

I also ventured out to bathing suit shop last week and I loved this post because you are absolutely spot on! =)

June 30, 2010 at 11:51 AM  
Blogger We live in a Zoo! said...

I recently made the same realization, it sure makes things a lot more enjoyable when you aren't trying to hide under t-shirts and sundresses ;D

June 30, 2010 at 11:58 AM  
Blogger Kat @ www.TodaysCliche.com said...

WHy are we so hard on ourselves?

I love this comment: "And I want to go hide under a big mumu." WHy does "mumu" make me laugh?

You are gorgeous. I'm elated you realize your kids and hubs KNOW you are as well.
Let me ALSO add... WHY THE HELL DO THEY USE THOSE FLOURESCENT LIGHTS IN THE DAMN DRESSING ROOM? THEY magnify the damn cellulite?

That's an invention - a mirror and lighting service that tweaks how chicks "look" in the dressing room mirrors. Wanna go into the business with me?

June 30, 2010 at 12:39 PM  
Blogger Secret Mom Thoughts said...

It is hard to focus on the positives regarding our bodies but I'm trying.

June 30, 2010 at 12:47 PM  
Blogger Brandi said...

I soooo didn't appreciate the '0' days like I should have. I look at some of my old things now and laugh... they look like they'd fit a 12 year old girl. But, the saggy boobs, the weird belly button, the stretch marks, the non-existent ab muscles... all worth it.

I think it's important to have a good self-image. To this day, my mom complains about this or that about her body (and she's not fat). It has always made me uncomfortable. I found myself doing the same thing and then realized even little boys pick up on that stuff. It makes me think twice before I look in the mirror and make a negative remark about myself. My boys look up to me and think I'm beautiful. What kind of message does that send for me to think otherwise... they are a part of me!

Bathing suit shopping is the devil, though. Just sayin. ;)

June 30, 2010 at 1:19 PM  
Blogger Joann Mannix said...

We have done the women of this country a terrible injustice with the constant focus of thin is it, perfect is the only acceptable.

I got in a great conversation one time with a French friend. He has never understood this terrible dissatisfaction American women have with themselves. He said French women are told every day from the moment they're born how beautiful they are, how extraordinary their femininity is, no matter their size or shape or the curve of their cheek.

And it shows, this constant affirmation of their beauty. French women ARE beautiful. It is one of the first things that struck me in my travels over there. The women. And it is not that they are incredibly beautiful or thin or any of the standard things that define beauty. It is this grace within them. It is a sense of themselves and the fact that they understand perfection does not mean beauty. I wish we could instill that in the daughters to come in this country. Not this over-processed, perfected image filled with plastic that the media worships.

My rant is getting long enough, so I'll just say this one more thing: This past year, I made a promise to myself to stop looking at the flaws. It struck me one day when I was looking at an old picture of myself and I thought, If only I still looked like that. And then it hit me, back in that day in that picture, I wasn't satisfied with myself even then. And I realized I have spent a lifetime not being happy with the girl I am at that moment. I refuse to do that any longer.

Wear that bathing suit with pride, my darling friend. You ARE beautiful.

June 30, 2010 at 1:34 PM  
Blogger ModernMom said...

We really are our own worst enemies!

June 30, 2010 at 1:48 PM  
Blogger Liz said...

I have ALWAYS hated how my thighs touch at the top. But after a couple kids and the inevitable "mom pouch", I'd take my touching thighs over a lose flap of belly skin any day!

June 30, 2010 at 1:53 PM  
Blogger Aging Mommy said...

I lost all the baby weight and more but still don't like the results I see - there is no way to ever regain a flat stomach without a tummy tuck or perky boobs without implants. The first vacation we took I bought frumpy all in one suits to hide beneath and then my husband told me to stop hiding and get myself some decent swimwear and so I did - and felt better and no longer look in the mirror and sigh for what cannot be. At the weekend after we got out of the pool my husband said "you still have a good figure" which made my day. So thanks to his encouragement I am wearing my swimwear with no hang ups this summer.

June 30, 2010 at 1:53 PM  
Blogger TornadoTwos said...

I love this post, it's so true. I'm in desperate need of a bathing suit- my kids want to go to the beach, and the pool, and the waterpark. But I hate my body. I'm still my pre-pregnancy size, but nothing is where it used to be. So true about the belly button. And I've nursed 5 kids, so my poor poor boobies. Saving up for some cosmetic surgery on those, but until then guess I should follow your lead and realize noone cares but me. :)

June 30, 2010 at 2:02 PM  
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June 30, 2010 at 2:09 PM  
Blogger Salt said...

This is such an awesome post, Shell. I think it's something that a LOT of us struggle with. I know that I have been working to be confident in my own skin for years.

But you're absolutely right. We are our own worst critics (miserable haters don't count).

June 30, 2010 at 2:19 PM  
Blogger heavenisabookstore said...

I love you for posting this!! I work in retail and it is horribly crushing to have so many women come in and complain about how fat they are and THEY ARE NOT FAT!! We cannot all be crack models. NOt to mention we are all so beautiful in our own way. If we could only see it ourselves. And you are fabulous to remember that they people who matter - your husband and family - think (and know) you are beautiful!

June 30, 2010 at 2:30 PM  
Blogger Nancy C said...

How true! And thank you for sharing what so many of us feel.

God, society does a number on us.

June 30, 2010 at 4:06 PM  
Blogger 3LittleMonkeys said...

We are our own worst critic! No matter how thin I get, I still don't like parts of my body. Why does my bellybutton have to look so funny, why can I still see stretch marks, why are my boobs like tube socks.....and on and on and on....

Good for you putting on your bathing suit and getting all momsexy ;)

June 30, 2010 at 4:31 PM  
Blogger Tiffany said...

I'm glad you shared this with us Shell. It's hard in this world being a larger girl and loathing your body but I had no idea the ladies who are skinnier than I still have reservations about themselves. We are our own worst critics and we should be ashamed of ourselves. Thanks to society, plastic surgery, media and movie stars girls think that they're only beautiful if they're stick thin, tanned, large breasted and have perfect teeth. Beauty is only skin deep. Beauty shines from within. You could have the best looking body on the planet but if you don't have any personality to go with it...well..
You're beautiful girl. whatever size you are. We ALL are!

June 30, 2010 at 4:40 PM  
Blogger Semi-Slacker Mom said...

Shell, Take a look over & I promise their are lots of people that look worst than you in a swimsuit. :) I'm with you, my hubs thinks I look hot & that's the only person that really matters.

June 30, 2010 at 5:04 PM  
Blogger Momma Such said...

Great post! I think a lot of us feel this way quite often. You know, we should be proud of our stretch marks and scars. They are like baby tattoos and were worth it, right? So glad you were able to slip into your suit and relax with the kids stress free! :)

June 30, 2010 at 5:47 PM  
Blogger A Lil Story said...

oh man... bathing suit shopping just sucks it. seriously.

I have finally (after wearing a grandma dress bathing suit for the past 4 years) found a suit that covers my stomach but still looks like something a 25 year old would wear.

I do love the fact that my boys don't care what I look like; if only we could see ourselves through their eyes =)

June 30, 2010 at 8:00 PM  
Blogger Casey said...

I hate bathing suit shopping. This year my bathing suit is totally that of a mom or old lady. It hides all that I hate but I don't feel sexy or pretty in it. It is a no win situation

June 30, 2010 at 9:00 PM  
Blogger Naturally Single Mom said...

I can't even begin to tell you how much I miss my pre-kid boobs. Smaller cup size than they are now. But perkier and fuller and much, much better.

I've finally worked the baby weight off, down to my pre-children weight. And I feel huge. The weight redistributes and I've got the "I had three kids in four years" under-the-bellybutton pooch that I can't stand.

I'm in the "normal" range in terms of body fat. But all of my fat is in all the wrong places now! ;)

June 30, 2010 at 9:09 PM  
Blogger RN Mama said...

I have a feeling you are gorgeous in your new bathing suit!

I have learned a lot about myself after losing 25 pounds. But, the one thing I learned that was the most surprising is this "Thin is in the eye of the beholder." You would probably look at me and think I probably feel amazing in a bathing suit, but I don't. I think everyone, no matter their weight, their number of stretch marks, or the size of their boobs still has to learn to love themselves...and that is a process that takes years!!

June 30, 2010 at 9:22 PM  
Blogger Together We Save said...

I am a terrible critic, of myself mostly but others some too. I guess in bathing suit season you just gotta love yourself!!

June 30, 2010 at 10:10 PM  
Blogger Sara @ Domestically Challenged said...

Shell? I could have written this post as well. I am glad you did.

June 30, 2010 at 11:03 PM  
Blogger Sherri said...

I think that we all got through the same thing. There are things we would like to change about ourselves. I obsess over my weight too much. But if you feel good about yourself no matter what your size that's the important thing

June 30, 2010 at 11:04 PM  
Blogger Free2bMommy said...

No matter what size I am, I always find something wrong. Its never good enough, we are not meant to be perfect, but that does not stop us from trying.

Dee
www.imfree2bmommy.com

June 30, 2010 at 11:59 PM  
Blogger Lourie said...

Ugh bathing suit shopping! What a way to mess with confidence we may have. I went last week also. And like you said, picked over. I finally landed on a very modest tankini. The bottoms are like shorts. Not like hippo shorts, but like those cute girlie boxer type. Best part, it covers everything!!! And well, I didn't feel like I would throw up looking. And like you said, our children and our husbands think we are beautiful. And it is because we are!

July 1, 2010 at 12:57 AM  
Blogger Amanda said...

I really haven't liked swimsuit shopping ever since I've had Ella. Before her I had the great swimsuit body and dangit I doubt I'll ever get back there. But you are right, we are the ones that analyze our bodies the closest.

And in the end.... having fun w/our kids wins!

July 1, 2010 at 1:55 AM  
Blogger adrienzgirl said...

Glad to hear you are getting more comfortable in your own skin. If hubs is happy and the boys think you are beautiful, that is all that matters!

July 1, 2010 at 4:37 AM  
Blogger Kisma said...

I'm a day late in this one...

Bathing suits & jeans are evil.

July 1, 2010 at 11:37 AM  
Blogger Sara said...

We're all so hard on ourselves, me included.

The people who always have the nicest things to say to me are a 4 year old and a 6 year old boy. They always tell me I'm pretty and I choose to believe them!

July 1, 2010 at 12:41 PM  
Blogger Alexis AKA MOM said...

So true it's hard not to be hard on ourself it's been ingrained in us for so long.

good for you for getting out there :)

July 1, 2010 at 12:53 PM  
Blogger Much More Than Mommy said...

<3 Thank you for this! And again, I love this post! Hope you get a lot of use out of that bathing suit! :-)

July 1, 2010 at 10:23 PM  
Blogger Jessica said...

Oh, Shell. You said the thing that nearly every woman on planet earth is thinking. And, you're so very right.

You are probably far, far, far from fat. Most recently, I've adopted an attitude similar to yours. The people whose thoughts matter most think I look fine...and I'm most definitely my worst critic!

Wear it, honey! Wear it!

July 1, 2010 at 11:56 PM  
Blogger Mrs4444 said...

Even though it ticks me off that I seem to be going up in sizes, I actually think my body is beautiful; sags and bumps aside. I have no idea why I feel that way. Now you've got me thinking...

July 2, 2010 at 1:27 AM  
Blogger Loukia said...

Oh, don't we all suffer from this... I'm glad you had fun and realized that your kids love you no matter what! My body is far far far from perfect and though I struggle with weight loss EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. I know where I am comfortable with in my body size, and't it's not a size 6! I'm thrilled at a size 10!

July 2, 2010 at 2:08 PM  
Blogger Rebecca said...

It's so true...it's also why I've become a proponent of the one-piece this summer...what can I say? I worry less about what's sticking out if it's all covered!!!

July 2, 2010 at 3:51 PM  
Blogger Michelle said...

I don't have this post on my blog because my whole blog is a pour your heart out post, but I think this is an excellent idea and I love your blog!

Stop by and visit me sometime.

Michelle
http://pietrosmomma.blogspot.com/

July 4, 2010 at 9:28 AM  

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