My Body Is Not Perfect..........

And that's ok. I remember being obsessed with my appearance as a teenager. This was too big or that was too big. Something else wasn't flat. I would spend hours in the mirror, criticizing. It really had become an unhealthy obsession. If only I could get small enough, then everything would be ok. But really, what was small enough?! I never really had a size or a number in my head, I just knew that nothing was ever good enough. I wish I could go back in time and talk to my teenage self and tell her that while her body wasn't "perfect" by the unrealistic standards set out by "society", the body she had was ok.

I have rolls and stretch marks. I've had three children, things have started to sag whether I want them to or not. But that's ok. I have cellulite and dimples where they shouldn't be. But that's ok. My thighs are bigger than I like, there's fat in places that I definitely don't like. But that's ok. When I first decided that I was going to once and for all lose weight, I had an ideal in mind. The "perfect" size. The reality is, there is no such thing. The beauty of us humans is that we are all different and unique. The human body comes in all shapes and sizes. And that's ok. I quickly realized that while it was nicer to be able to wear smaller clothes (and don't get me wrong, it's awesome go be able to wear an XL instead of a 4X), it was really more about feeling better and ultimately, being healthy. So, while society continues to pump out the idea of this perfect and unattainable body, I have come to accept that my body is not perfect, and that's ok.

Happy Friday y'all and have an awesome weekend, you beautiful things!