Modeling self love (and honeymoon hair!)
I hated gaining weight at the beginning of this pregnancy. I’d gotten used to seeing my slimmer, small-sized-for-the-first-time-ever self in the mirror.
At some point, I decided it was a waste of my limited energy to spend much more time being dismayed by my appearance. I accepted the temporary added weight and tried enjoying this image of myself, too.
Sandra (Square One Notes) blogs to create a record for her young daughter. When I read her invitation to post a selfie in exchange for a chance to win a Starbucks gift card, I wasn’t as intrigued by the prospect of a gift card as by her rationale:
I encourage you to show yourself. I need to know it’s okay to live in a world where we like ourselves. I want my daughter to grow up with a sense of self worth and confidence so that others will hold her in the same regard. Help me show her it’s okay to be in our own corner.
A lot of life, time and energy are spent here in the U.S. hating our bodies and faces for what they are and wishing they would be something else. It’s such a waste, when these bodies are a gift. Ellen Page touched on this briefly in a beautiful eight-minute speech that should be watched for all its affirmation of life.
So I offer this image of me, now, in celebration–not rejection–of what is:
That’s me, folks, crooked glasses and all. This is also me, enjoying a lazy honeymoon:
This is me, too. I’m 35 pounds heavier than I was last July, but happy with what I see:
I don’t want to be or waste my time striving to be someone else’s image of perfection. I do want my kids to understand the beauty of human bodies–and faces–is not in how they look but what they do.
For my kids to see that, I have to play a role in modeling it. So model it I will, beginning right now.