Big flowers on my green blouse – this is what I wanted to name this post. But after 30 seconds of pondering over, it felt awkward. Moving on..
Today I specially want to connect with my mom-friends. This post is dedicated to all the mothers. We are super-heroes, each one of us. All the hardships that we go through, from the minute we conceive to giving birth and then raising our babies. The struggle, the hardwork never ends. Once a mother, always a mother. We will always worry about our children, no matter how old they get. However sometimes, while mothering we start losing ourselves. Inch by inch, everyday, we keep letting go of our original self until one day when it’s too late.
So today, I would like you to Stop what you are doing and think about it. Are you one of those mothers who has stopped loving herself? Have you stopped cooking for yourself (by which I mean something that YOU like, not what the family wants)? Have you stopped dressing up nice? Have you stopped taking time out for a hobby or any activity that you previously enjoyed? Well, if the answer to any of these questions is a yes, then my friend there is a problem. This is not OK. We must love ourselves first, take care of ourselves first, only then will be able to love our children and live a happy life. ‘Happy’ is the key word here. Are you happy? Like REALLY happy? This happiness should not be because you gave birth. This happiness should be because you love your life, because you have not given up your ‘true self’ to be a mother.
Often I see mothers who are always, like ALWAYS dressed up in sweats or black head-to-toe. And rarely this is because they like black color. Usually it is because black hides their curves and makes them look thin. They think their bodies are not beautiful anymore since giving birth and hence do not deserve pretty clothes.
May I request you to please, please not do that to yourself. If anything, we must love and appreciate our bodies even more now. It goes through so much pain to bring a new life in to this world. Our bodies are so, so strong. And that is why I think all mothers are superheroes.
All of you is beautiful. Even those sagging breasts and the wide waistline – all these tell a beautiful story. The story of bringing a new life to this world. How can that be ugly in any way? Look at yourself from your child’s eyes – For them you are THE MOST BEAUTIFUL being in the entire world. Their eyes light up when you enter the room. Don’t they? Would you like them to grow up seeing you hating or criticizing your body? Instead we want our sons and daughters to be confident and humble in every way possible. If not for yourself, do it for them. Our children are seeing us, observing us, learning from us. They are observing every minute thing we say and do. We can’t let them grow up thinking only skinny is beautiful. We can’t let them think their mother hates her body since giving birth to them!
So let’s just change this. If not today, then when? If not us, then who? Let’s just start from dressing up nice everyday. Embrace your curves. Love your body. Don’t eat junk, workout regularly (remember they are watching us). Say good things about yourself. Think positive. Cook for yourself. Go back to that art class, gardening or reading or whatever you like to do. Take time out for yourself. Go shopping. Meet with your girlfriends. Just do what makes you happy!
In my humble opinion, body confidence is one of the best gifts we can give to our children, but it has to come from within us. And actions speak louder than words.
Dear mother – you are beautiful. Every inch of you. 🙂
Blouse: New York & Company | Jeans: Loft | Bag: Wilsons Leather | Earrings: Target
The babe has started showering me with gentle kicks (and punches maybe?). It’s such a weird/cute/unusual feeling which is difficult to put into words and can only be experienced. Though mine are comparatively mild kicks since I have an anterior placenta. Nevertheless, I feel the kicks more on the sides or down below in my lower abs. Not only that, the baby becomes super active at around 12 at night. Not kidding! Just when I’m winding up and ready to hit the bed, she decides to practice karate in my belly.
The other day the baby woke me up at 5 in the morning with her (not so gentle) kicks and jabs, as if demanding to play! I rolled on the bed 4 – 5 times thinking she would settle down if I change sides, but she just wouldn’t stop! I finally stood up, drank some water, took a stroll around the house and came back to lie again. Still, I love it. All of it! 🙂
Today, wearing a dress gifted by the husband on my birthday. It’s a pretty forgiving dress if you ask me. I felt very comfortable (and sexy!) all evening! Even got two compliments from strangers! The print and the color caught my eye first, and the fit flatters my bump beautifully, so it was a win-win! I look forward to styling it causally very soon. It’s safe to say that a nice fitting sassy dress and comfortable shoes are my signature style.
P.S. 22 weeks pregnant here.
Dress: NY&C | Pumps: Mix No.6 (more options)| Bag: Sole Society | Sunglasses: Ray Ban | Watch: Fossil