Confidence is Beautiful
I recently saw a meme that said something like, "I wish I were as fat as I was the first time I thought I was fat." That isn't exactly true, because I probably started thinking I was fat when I was prepubescent. I have no interest in being the size of a child. It's funny - not haha - that I remember thinking that if I wore a certain pair of leggings when I was 6 years old, I would look like another girl in my class who happened to have thinner legs. Isn't that nuts?
And then I look at my own 6 year old daughter, and thank God that she thinks she's beautiful (because she is), and dances like a goofball (and wants me to record her) when she gets the chance. I absolutely love that she is just a kid with no signs of self-confidence issues whatsoever.
Even though I've had body image issues my whole life, I do my best to convince my children otherwise. They see that my body is far from perfect, and I don't pretend that there is anything wrong with it. My body has been very useful after all. I've grown, delivered, and nursed four babies. Also, my arms are great for hugging, and my lap is just right for comforting.
I'm almost 35 years old, and I am so far from my weight and fitness goals... but somehow I have more confidence in myself than I ever have. Knowing that my children could care less what I look like in a swimsuit (I'm always going to be their mother) and that my husband thinks I'm beautiful right now helps me to remember that it really doesn't matter what size I am, as long as I'm content in my skin. Even though I am more confident, I still want to be healthy.
So, I am starting a new health challenge with some friends. I'm anxious to see how it benefits me physically, but I really don't want the numbers on a scale to be a determining factor at all. Each week there will be a new challenge to accept and conquer. The challenges are compounding too. We start with no sugar for the first week. Then next week is no sugar and drink half your body weight in ounces. Week 3 - no sugar, drink more water, no wheat flour, and so on. Honestly, I just want to be healthy. I don't care about the numbers on the scale. I'm looking forward to this challenge!
And then I look at my own 6 year old daughter, and thank God that she thinks she's beautiful (because she is), and dances like a goofball (and wants me to record her) when she gets the chance. I absolutely love that she is just a kid with no signs of self-confidence issues whatsoever.
Even though I've had body image issues my whole life, I do my best to convince my children otherwise. They see that my body is far from perfect, and I don't pretend that there is anything wrong with it. My body has been very useful after all. I've grown, delivered, and nursed four babies. Also, my arms are great for hugging, and my lap is just right for comforting.
I'm almost 35 years old, and I am so far from my weight and fitness goals... but somehow I have more confidence in myself than I ever have. Knowing that my children could care less what I look like in a swimsuit (I'm always going to be their mother) and that my husband thinks I'm beautiful right now helps me to remember that it really doesn't matter what size I am, as long as I'm content in my skin. Even though I am more confident, I still want to be healthy.
So, I am starting a new health challenge with some friends. I'm anxious to see how it benefits me physically, but I really don't want the numbers on a scale to be a determining factor at all. Each week there will be a new challenge to accept and conquer. The challenges are compounding too. We start with no sugar for the first week. Then next week is no sugar and drink half your body weight in ounces. Week 3 - no sugar, drink more water, no wheat flour, and so on. Honestly, I just want to be healthy. I don't care about the numbers on the scale. I'm looking forward to this challenge!
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