Beauty isn’t measured in lbs.
Quarantine brings about new things. Ughhhh, I am so sick of being in this house and I am ready to be let loose, but I will say that this whole in the house thing is helping me save money. How, you ask? Simply because I am not eating out as much. Crazy thing is I never knew how much eating out damaged my pockets or contributed negatively to my weight. Not because of fried foods, because that’s not all that I eat. But, simply because I guess cooking at home is far more balanced and controlled.
Anyway, me and my group of friends have been on this weight journey for a while now, and let me just say that there is one out of six of us that truly leads a healthy lifestyle. Not all the time because he does eat like the rest of us at times, but he works out way more and he eats better more often. Well I have lost a few lbs here or there, but I weigh more than the other girls in the group. Now, I am taller than they are, but my thing was the number.
I looked at my number for the last weigh in and I couldn’t even post it in our group chat. It really made me think. I began to look in the mirror and think to myself, “What the hell happened?”. When I had Bailyr I came out of the hospital at 138.5 lbs., I am nowhere near that anymore, but I really didn’t like that size because I looked like an addict. Now, I am bigger, but I am curvier and my curves are actually in a decent place. Once I began to think about how I was shaped before Bailyr and how I am shaped now, I began to think a bit different. I am actually pretty happy with myself, I do want to bring it down a notch or two, but I kind of like my thick and my curves.
Who deemed what the perfect weight is anyway, and who said there was a certain way you’re supposed to look. Who said that you were supposed to be a size that everyone else likes? There is no one set perfect weight, but there is a comfortable and beautiful personal preference. Lastly, ladies keep your comments about other women’s weight to yourself. If it’s not solicited, then SAY NOTHING. I was in a restaurant earlier this year and there was a crowd of other women there, some I knew and some I didn’t. When I stood up at the end of dinner, it was stated loudly and in front of others that I was picking up weight.
Like,WHY? Now, I don’t think she meant any harm by it, but my first response was, “And I like it.” We as women just really have to watch we say and make sure that we aren’t putting each other in awkward place or contributing to their already questionable self satisfaction. In parting, LADIES, there is no perfect weight, but there is a perfect sense of pleasure that only you need to feel. Get comfortable with you and forget what everyone has to say!
Love being you and find the comfort in your own skin. If you love it then everyone else gets confused because they began to love it too.