Progress
I just read an article about a woman who "got her body back and it was awful" after having her child.
I must say that being a human in today's society, man or woman, we are all faced with the inability to achieve the perfection that is sold to us by TV, movies, magazines and everything else our eyes get to look at.
That being sad I have struggled to get my body back. Honestly I have struggled with my body my entire life. The truth is that I won't ever get "my" body back. My body before Gus was pretty great but after he was born I have to admit a couple things. One, I took my pre-Gus body for granted. Two, my post-Gus body is pretty amazing. Not that I am in the best shape of my life or anything. No, it is amazing because it, my body, grew a life. Yup I said that....I grew him. My body cares for that little man every day. My body provided him with nourishment while he was growing and once he was born. My body is able to handle little to no sleep and still fall in love with his little laugh everyday. My body is the body that travels, cooks, cleans, works and cares for my family. My body still gets to be held and loved by my wonderful partner. This body, this one I have right now is the body that my partner tells me is the best body I have ever had.
Yes I want me, my body back. I am working on it. I have mentioned before that I have been focusing on my health and wellness. everything is going really well and I am so excited about it that I can't wait to keep going. Little steps, I am making little steps that over a lifetime will be leaps and bounds. My son will see that being healthy, eating right, and being active is essential. What I don't want him to see is a mother who is so focused on calories and "I can't have this or that," or a number that is not important. Rather someone who knows limits and when it is ok to have a treat. My wish is that Gus sees me as healthy and active. Not a diet-crazed woman.
I know that it is a lifelong journey. I know that there is not a pot of gold at the end of this rainbow. The scars of my body both pre and post Gus tell a story...like any scar. Some of my scars are invisible and only I will know them, those are the ones that I am most thankful for. This body is a work in progress. Some days are good, some are not so good...As long as I keep moving forward.
I must say that being a human in today's society, man or woman, we are all faced with the inability to achieve the perfection that is sold to us by TV, movies, magazines and everything else our eyes get to look at.
That being sad I have struggled to get my body back. Honestly I have struggled with my body my entire life. The truth is that I won't ever get "my" body back. My body before Gus was pretty great but after he was born I have to admit a couple things. One, I took my pre-Gus body for granted. Two, my post-Gus body is pretty amazing. Not that I am in the best shape of my life or anything. No, it is amazing because it, my body, grew a life. Yup I said that....I grew him. My body cares for that little man every day. My body provided him with nourishment while he was growing and once he was born. My body is able to handle little to no sleep and still fall in love with his little laugh everyday. My body is the body that travels, cooks, cleans, works and cares for my family. My body still gets to be held and loved by my wonderful partner. This body, this one I have right now is the body that my partner tells me is the best body I have ever had.
Yes I want me, my body back. I am working on it. I have mentioned before that I have been focusing on my health and wellness. everything is going really well and I am so excited about it that I can't wait to keep going. Little steps, I am making little steps that over a lifetime will be leaps and bounds. My son will see that being healthy, eating right, and being active is essential. What I don't want him to see is a mother who is so focused on calories and "I can't have this or that," or a number that is not important. Rather someone who knows limits and when it is ok to have a treat. My wish is that Gus sees me as healthy and active. Not a diet-crazed woman.
I know that it is a lifelong journey. I know that there is not a pot of gold at the end of this rainbow. The scars of my body both pre and post Gus tell a story...like any scar. Some of my scars are invisible and only I will know them, those are the ones that I am most thankful for. This body is a work in progress. Some days are good, some are not so good...As long as I keep moving forward.
Progress is...
I am being really brave with this...Please no negative or mean comments....this isn't easy for anyone.
First, WOW!!! You look GREAT!!!
ReplyDeleteSecond, Thank you for this. So true to know the difference between being healthy and "dieting"
Third, You totally rock!!