I find myself going through dresser drawers when Charlie gives in to the nap, especially on weekends at home, and wondering why the hell I didn't do this sooner. After years of holding onto those size 5 jeans and other items that are never (let's face it) going to fit me again, I find it so cathartic to throw those items into a giant garbage bag and either throw them away or donate them to Goodwill. You know what I'm talking about, those "someday" jeans.
My someday is here. It's my someday of being a mommy. It's my someday of being happy with my body and all that it has done for me. My someday of no longer wishing and hoping for something different. It's time to let go of the past and savor the present. It's my time of happiness & contentment. Sure, my body is a little squishy in some places and I have a few stretch marks that weren't there before, but I'm below my pre-IVF weight and I'm able to feed my [very] hungry baby when she cries for me. My body is doing amazing things today, right now, and I couldn't be happier.
If I want to eat a damn Snickers bar in the car while my daughter screams at me, so be it. I'm going to do it with a smile. I refuse to count calories or obsess about my body. I do what feels good, what makes me happy... and usually that means snuggling a very cheeky baby.
xoxo
Momma Porch
My someday is here. It's my someday of being a mommy. It's my someday of being happy with my body and all that it has done for me. My someday of no longer wishing and hoping for something different. It's time to let go of the past and savor the present. It's my time of happiness & contentment. Sure, my body is a little squishy in some places and I have a few stretch marks that weren't there before, but I'm below my pre-IVF weight and I'm able to feed my [very] hungry baby when she cries for me. My body is doing amazing things today, right now, and I couldn't be happier.
If I want to eat a damn Snickers bar in the car while my daughter screams at me, so be it. I'm going to do it with a smile. I refuse to count calories or obsess about my body. I do what feels good, what makes me happy... and usually that means snuggling a very cheeky baby.
xoxo
Momma Porch
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