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Loving me

For some reason people seem to view self love as a truely horrible thing, as if it’s one of the worst things a person could possibly do or aspire to but I day self love can be a good thing.

It’s nice to take time to yourself to do something that you alone enjoy. Taking time to recharge your personal batteries so you can give maximum output….what’s so wrong with that? This is something that I personally don’t do enough of. Between kids, school and trying to maintain the home I tend to let myself fall into the cracks.

I do love myself on the whole but I’m not in love with myself anymore. There was a time in my life when I was so wrapped up in myself I couldnt focus on or think about anyone else. Then I had a baby and all of that changed. I couldnt focus only on myself because I had someone who needed me more. A few more years and a few more kids later I’m finally getting back to me.

I had gotten to a point where I equated being in love with myself with self love but they aren’t the same. Self love is taking time for yourself -taking moments here and there to do the things that make you happiest. Being in love with yourself is not caring one way or another how others feel and always putting yourself first. It’s a thin line between the two so one must tread lightly.

I love myself which for some is a major feat in itself, but I’m no longer wrapped up in myself……I’ve allowed myself to branch out and spread my love around.

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Stop waiting

Stop waiting for someone else to tell you you’re beautiful – tell yourself then go one step further believe yourself. After you’ve told yourself and while you’re working up to believing it make sure you do it everyday. Belief in oneself, and self image are not things that others can give you or that others can validate for you. This is a gift only you can give to yourself. On the days you don’t feel beautiful find just one thing to love about yourself that day and hang on to it.

This is going to be my new daily chore. I’ve let myself go for far to long hiding behind “I’m a stay at home mom I don’t need to get fixed up.” Somewhere after years of this I’ve forgotten how beatiful I am to myself. It’s not my husband or my childrens job to tell me how pretty I look, it’s my job to feel it. If I feel it they will see it. I’m talking beyond makeup and playing dress up with your clothes and accessories. I’m talking inner beauty that radiates to the outside when this is achieved all the other things will fall in place.

For some this is a long hard journey, for others it’s just a matyer of getting back in touch with youself. Whichever or where ever you find yourself in that spectrum do it – do it for yourself.

Learning to love ………….me

It’s been a long time coming. I’m getting to a point where the fact that my apparent youth has vanished I’m by no means saying that I’m not still youthful (with four kids ranging from 16 to 3 it’s hard NOT to be) but I’m no longer a youth. With that comes the fact that not everything is where it was 20 years ago, 20 months ago, 20 weeks ago, 20 days ago, 20 minutes ago or even 20 seconds ago.

There is a saying “Beauty comes with age.” A lot of people take that the wrong way. I for one did when I was younger I was beautiful then so how could beauty possibly come with age – I’ve learned it’s inner beauty that matures over time. It’s getting to where I am now.

In roughly 38 years my body has been through a lot some good some not so much. I have scars that although I don’t like they served a purpose 3 brought life, 2 saved my life and 1 brought with it immunity to a serious disease. Just this week however I’ve figured out that it’s ok for me not to have a wash board belly. My lumps and bumps are part of me. The media and some in society may view them as flaws however, I am now choosing to view them as real world experience by a real person.

I’m sure if I had the money to have a personal trainer I’d probably do it. It would be nice to have a flatter belly and a generally more sculpted body but everyday I’m becoming more and more comfortable with who I am now and starting to loose more of that starry eyed image of myself back then. There are things that I’m doing to improve and maintain my health but I’m not going to kill myself or starve myself  just to make others be ok with how I look. So the day I become famous and can afford that trainer and to have all of my pictures airbrushed to hide any “imperfections” I’m just gonna keep on being me, lumpy, bumpy gravity defying (in some spots) me and LOVE every minute of it!