Truth is, I don't like my belly, and I
certainly don't think it is beautiful. But I chose to name my blog,
“My Beautiful Belly” because beauty is so much more than what I
happen to feel or believe any given fickle moment. Beauty is stronger
than contempt or self-hatred or guilt or shame. And deep down, I believe
that. Even if most days I look in the mirror and I'm just not seeing
it.
This blog is an unfolding story of my
weight loss journey. I'm not trying to lose weight to become
beautiful. I already am beautiful. Do I believe it? How about on a good
hair day? After a good night's sleep? After a good therapeutic dose
of laughter? When my jeans fit? After a run? After a good make out session with my
husband before the baby wakes? How about when I see myself through my children's eyes... how much my
children's love has nothing to do with how I look or how much I
weigh.
Beauty is not in attaining my goal of losing 50 pounds. There
is beauty in both my before and after pictures. Beauty is in my
story. The story of who I was before I gained weight. The
story of an eating disorder. The story of my father's death. The
stories of my pregnancies and births of my children. The stories that
my stretch marks and C-section scars on my belly tell of pregnancy
and labor and birth and becoming a mother.
I am on this weight loss journey to get
healthy and become more of who I am meant to be - as a woman, a wife, and a mother. This is my story.
Beautiful!
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