Day Twenty Nine.
“Don’t judge your beauty by the number on the scale. You are sexy and beautiful no matter what your size. End of story. Believe it, beautiful”.
So, I weighed myself for the first time since having a baby. 10 months on. And even though I have lost pretty much all of my baby weight, I’m still not happy.
Having a baby changes so much . So many things that I’m not used to. So many things for me to worry about. To be self conscious about.
I know and I realise that I should be so proud of what I’ve achieved . I made a human and that is the greatest achievement ever and I am 100% proud of it. However , I can not come to the fact that my body changed.
It is a daily struggle choosing what to wear, especially if I am going outside and being seen in public. I have real bad social anxiety so body awareness is huge for me. I care so much about what others think and how I am and how I look. It makes day to day life hard for me.
My partner , now fiancé (proposed at Christmas , thank you!) has been and always is an amazing support and tries to reassure me pretty much all day every day that I’m beautiful . And I shouldn’t shy away from it.
You can always tell people how you think they’re beautiful but it doesn’t necessarily mean that they’ll believe it too. And then when you hear it too often , you start to actually doubt it. You just can’t win.
I look in the mirror and it hurts. I have tried really hard to get where I am today. I exercised every day for months. I have tried to eat as well as I could. I walk rather than drive. And yet I’m still seeing bits wobble around that weren’t there before, that Just. Won’t. Budge.
I am so, so proud of what my body did to make the perfect little human I have today. And I really must learn to love every single inch of it. And I am trying. I am trying really hard.
This year has been a huge challenge for me. Nothing is easy and I’ve had to work at what I’ve achieved. I know I will get there, one step at a time. And I will love my body again however it looks. Because at the end of the day, I have to thank it for doing what it can, as without it, my little solider wouldn’t be the perfect son I have today.
So above everything, I thank you body, for being amazing. And I’m sorry I don’t love you the way I should right now, but I will. I promise.