I’ve always admired my younger sister’s confidence. When she walks into a room, the girl owns it. She’s not cocky; I think she just knows who she is and really digs that person. It’s something I find enviable.
And so when she – the best auntie ever! – bought Maya an adorable onesie that read “I (heart) 2 B Me” I couldn’t help but smile.
Though I’ve never really verbalized it anywhere but here on the blog, instilling self-confidence in my daughter from an early age is something I am striving for.
All my life, I was told by my parents how smart, pretty, sweet, funny I was. The problem was I didn’t always believe it. Continue reading “The Onesie That Says it All”
I don’t have a new post for today but wanted to share MamaVision’s awesome post about Pink’s incredible and timely video “F***in Perfect” (sorry, that’s the title). (The link also includes Pink’s commentary about the video which I strongly recommend reading).
I watched the video for the first time this afternoon, with almost six-weeks-old Maya snuggled in my arms — and I just started to cry. I hope to do everything I can to show her that she’ll be loved no matter what and that she’s perfect in my eyes–but I know what kids these days are up against … and I do worry about the future.
Let me know what you think and Heather–fabulous post, thanks for sharing!
This weekend I had coffee with a friend I met via WW Online several years ago.
We’ve become good friends in real life and now that she lives here in the Midwest, we can get together in person more often.
Naturally, the conversation at one point or another turned to food issues and she said something that caught my attention.
We were talking about our old obsessive compulsive ways and how unhealthy it was to be so rigid and everything, and then she said, kind of wistfully, “… Yea but we were both thinner then.” Continue reading ““Half-Way” — I’m Really Kind of OK Here …”
Since it’s almost the new year — when people start making resolutions that they will inevitably break by Jan. 15 — I thought instead, we could focus on what we can do TODAY to start living the life we deserve.
As Eleanor Roosevelt said (and we have on the homepage here): “Do one thing every day that scares you.” It’s something I’ve really been thinking about a lot lately, and embracing as much as I can.
So here’s my question to you: Are you holding back doing something you’ve always wanted to do?
My challenge to us: Let’s make a collective effort to stop being afraid to do things simply because we feel we’re not “smart” enough, “thin” enough, “pretty” enough, “funny” enough, “brave” enough, “strong” enough …
Because you ARE enough. Continue reading ““Let Go, Jump In … Well, Whatcha Waiting For?””
This is a cross-post over at WeAretheRealDeal today.
It might seem ill-timing and perhaps even a bit vain to be blogging about body image issues during one of the worst recessions our country has seen …
When our own neighbors are losing their jobs and their homes to foreclosure; when health care costs are rising and bankrupting so many; when companies continue to cut back on staff and resources; when people don’t know if they will have any heat this winter or be able to put food in their children’s mouths.
I’d be lying if I didn’t say it; it’s ugly out there. There’s no use sugar-coating it.
But the truth is, so much of our self-esteem is tied to how we feel about ourselves (i.e., our body image.)
And when we feel good about ourselves, we’re more likely to nail an interview; have the confidence to ask for time off that we need to take care of our sick families; take a professional or personal risk; negotiate a utility bill, lease, or mortgage.
Often as women, how we feel about ourselves is directly related to our appearance, and I don’t necessarily mean in terms of body size.
Sometimes just putting on a special wrap-dress, pair of heels, swipe of lip gloss, or long, dangly necklace can make us feel like a princess … or just, well, like a woman. Continue reading “Dressing for Success”
My latest blog post over at WeAretheRealDeal. You can read it here or after the jump. Continue reading “Table for One, Please”
Even when I was at my goal weight in 2004/2005, I still wasn’t satisfied.
When people told me I looked great, I’d shrug it off , embarassed, and say, “Aw, thanks … but I’m not there yet!” I was afraid of admitting this was “it.” (What if there was more to lose?!)
Some days I’d say I felt “fat” when rationally it was just not so; I just “felt” that way.
Having never been thin and having nothing to compare my body to was a sucky situation to be in. I didn’t know where I was “comfortable” — except that it “had” to be X lbs.
X lbs., that sounded like a nice, good number. In my head.
I suffered from total body dysmorphia, but didn’t know it at the time. And, no surprise, I never got down to X.
That should have been clue #1 that I was aiming for the unattainable/unmaintainable for myself. Sure, it seemed reasonable, but it just wasn’t. Not for me, not for my build. Not without starving myself. (And if you know me, you know there was no way I was going to do that. I might have been restrictive/choosy for a while there, but I could never deprive myself of food. I love it too much).
Then when I saw the scale go up a little, I’d freak out and over-react and go into “I’m fat mode” again in my head … which, naturally, did nothing but put my anxiety into overdrive. Continue reading “The Girl Who Cried Wolf”