I Wear Makeup And It Doesn’t Make Me A Bad Mom

I Wear Makeup And It Doesn’t Make Me A Bad Mom

I’m a self-admitted makeup lover. It doesn’t mean I’m a Bad Mom. And I’m not going to pretend to be ashamed of it. Continue reading “I Wear Makeup And It Doesn’t Make Me A Bad Mom”

Learning to Love Myself

People are made in all different shapes and sizes. Diversity is not only a very beautiful thing, but a very common and normal part of life.

I think it’s awesome that we live in a world where everyone looks different, and unique. It could be much worse-we could live within an episode of Star Trek where everyone looks exactly the same, and it’s boring and bland…

I’ve written about the “unwritten mom-wardrobe code” and  body shaming before, but today I’m going to focus on why I’ve stopped putting myself down for my looks, and my plan to learn to love myself.

I’ve been my size pretty much my whole (nearly 30 years) life. Except for pregnancy, and I naturally lost all the baby weight. I’m not a work-out fiend. I wish I were, and I get excited about trying a new ab challenge every once in a while, but it’s always the same; I put it off until tomorrow, and then before I know it, it’s taco tuesday and I’ll start that 30 day challenge next month. I’m lazy. No shame.

Do I wish I had bigger breasts and a bigger butt? Of course. Who doesn’t want their body to look better? I don’t think anyone is completely happy with their looks. We all want nicer bodies, hair, nails, whatever. I honestly hate being skinny. Whoever made up “thin privilege” has never went to the mall with me. I’m lucky if I find anything I like in my size. Although, I think that’s a universal woman problem, regardless of size…

And it does really upset me when I hear stories of people who have felt such pressure by peers, or celebrities they admire, that they began to hate their bodies. It’s a terrible thing to know that somewhere, there’s a 15 year old girl starving herself to look like the model on the cover of Cosmopolitan. There’s a 16 year old somewhere who thinks she needs breast implants and butt injections in order to feel beautiful. And it kills me to know that even a few people I personally know went to extreme lengths to look as skinny as I do (but really I was sitting on the couch eating nachos and not exercising).

When I receive those comments that, “Not all of us look like you!”, I used to explain that it’s always been very hard for me to gain weight. I have health problems that seem like a blessing in disguise to some. But my weight isn’t something I can, unfortunately, control.

But since I can’t control it, I’m not going to downplay myself to put anyone else at ease. I used to say “Oh, I got that dress in a size (3 sizes bigger) because it didn’t fit,” just to make a friend feel better. I’m not going to admit to working out like crazy four times a week, when I know that I spent that time vegging out on the couch once the baby was asleep. I’m not gong to agree with someone’s assumption that I just “Don’t eat a lot” when most days, my plate is bigger than my 250+ pound husband.

I don’t feel like lying is helping the issues that someone else has with their appearance.

We need to teach people, young and old, that health is all that matters. Not striving to be like the cover of a magazine, or comparing yourself to someone you know-but to just try to be healthy. And don’t look to your peers and the beautiful people on TV to be your comparison. Motivation is one thing, but when it becomes dangerous to your own self image, it needs to stop. And by lying, you can inadvertently create an image that may cause someone trying to replicate what they think is real, to spiral out of control.  

Not to mention, it just isn’t fair to me. If I can wear something, I’m going to. If I don’t feel like going to the gym, I won’t. It’s not up to me to be a spokesperson for my type, or to encourage anyone else to strive to be like me. I’m just myself.

And with that in mind, I’m going to learn to love myself. Other’s might not like me, but that doesn’t mean I don’t need to. I need to learn to love my body (and hair, and personality). Every woman needs to learn to love themselves. Because no matter who you are, someone somewhere is envious of you. Differences are what makes us all unique. And the fact that someone is envious of a quality about you that they wish they had, that needs to be motivation enough to love yourself. And at the end of the day, if all you receive are haters, jealous because of the qualities you have and they lack-then if no one else is going to love you, you really need to love yourself.

So embrace what you have-because I’ll bet you anything that whatever it is, someone else wishes they had it. And the only opinion that matters of how you look, is yours. I will no longer make up excuses, or put myself down for how I look, to appease others. I only need to appease myself.

 Finding the qualities within yourself, and about yourself, and becoming happy with them instead of changing to appease others

 

Jealousy: The Good & Bad

Everyone’s Journey in the Pursuit of Happiness, is different; with varying pitfalls, highs, and obstacles. I can say with confidence that after 28 years, I’m a pretty happy person. I can’t say that for others I know, but at least I can about my journey.

It’s an unfortunate fact, but some people will always be jealous of you. Maybe their journey is a rockier road. Or it’s not turning out as well as they thought. But some people are always looking in someone else’s lane.

Now, there’s good jealousy and bad jealousy. The Good kind of jealousy can motivate you. Push you to be a better person. It can inspire you to reach your goals. And then there’s the Bad kind. This is the type of jealousy that can occur at any time, over any little thing; and usually it’s within the person least expected to be jealous of someone else. But that’s because things aren’t always what they seem.

I used to envy some of my girlfriends, For their husbands, families, houses, wardrobe…you know, the basic stuff one can be envious over. Until I really started working on my own journey. Once I met my husband, all that melted away. Now I had a goal worth investing in; our family, our house (my own wardrobe, but you get the picture). That’s the Good kind of jealousy. And there’s nothing really wrong with that if you can use it as a motivator.

But sadly, there’s some people that will look at your success as not only their failure, but a personal curse. I think everyone has an idea of this type of person: They can’t stand for anyone to be on top, but them. Always quick to remind you of setbacks, harsh realities, and even your past. Whatever it takes to steal the spotlight. I’m genuinely happy for people I know that are doing well in their life. Sadly, not everyone is like this.

So what can you do about it?

I try to be as understanding as possible with someone who is like that. It’s the only way I can not only tolerate their feelings, but try to inadvertently help them at the same time. For instance: my friend’s who poke at me for being skinny. Well, none of them are my size-actually, quite heavier. Yes, it’s childish to comment on someone’s weight, no matter what it is. And that’s what I remind myself-along with the possibility that maybe they just make rude jokes because they are struggling with their own issues, and that’s how they deal. It’s easier to attempt an understanding and shrug it off, rather than to get angry about it.

There’s really nothing you can do about it but shrug it off. Keep doing you. Like I said before, some use jealously as a healthy motivator. It’s not your fault that it’s turned into something bad. And it shouldn’t keep you from completing your journey to happiness. And maybe one day, after seeing you still happy and content with your life goals, whomever is exuding that negative jealousy towards you, can turn it into a motivator instead. By continuing on your journey without allowing them to slow you down, you are giving them the best inspiration possible, to change their lives.

The worst thing you can do, is let the inevitable (jealous people) stop you from achieving.

mexico