Lately, Iāve been reflecting on how Iāve felt about myself over the years. When I was 21, I didnāt like my body. Even though I weighed less than 115 pounds, I still thought I didnāt look good enough. My teeth werenāt straight, and I was so critical of myself. By the time I turned 30, even after straightening my teeth and being around 120 pounds, I still didnāt feel good enough. I thought I was too big, too imperfect. Now, at 36, after becoming a mom, I find myself being even harder on myself. The stress, sleepless nights, and everything that comes with motherhood have added extra weight and new insecurities. I can dress myself in nice clothes, eat healthy, and go to the gym, but it doesnāt seem to make me kinder to myself. As Iāve gotten older, Iāve realized that so many of the things I used to worry about donāt really matter. Looking back at pictures from 16ā20 years ago, I see a young, beautiful, happy, and skinny girl. But back then, I couldnāt see it. I was so hard on myself, always thinking happiness was something Iād find in the future. I want to stop. I want to learn to appreciate the momentāthe little things, my beautifully changed body, and everything that comes with it. Because in 10 years, Iāll probably look back at pictures of myself today and think, āI was so young and beautiful, and I didnāt even appreciate it.ā Itās time to start loving where I am now.
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