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Embracing the Freedom of Not Caring
In my younger years, I wasn’t one to spend hours at the gym, scrutinizing my reflection for “flaws.” Sure, I’ve always had my share of imperfections—a bit of a belly, thick thighs, and arms that wobble. My breasts have never been perfectly symmetrical, and fit is not a word anyone would use to describe my physique.
Growing up with three brothers gave me a unique perspective; I never felt the pressure to look a certain way. Instead, I’ve come to view my average appearance as a blessing. My body has served me well—it has allowed me to excel in competitive tennis, helped me pull all my belongings up three flights of stairs at 3 a.m. when I moved to New York City, and has endured illnesses and surgeries. Because I’ve opted not to obsess over minor aesthetic flaws, I can truly appreciate what my body can do.
I’ve never been one for elaborate hair or makeup routines. On my wedding day, I took less than two hours from shower to “I do.” My dress, hanging from my broad shoulders, cost under $100, and I didn’t hire a fancy photographer—just a co-worker who captured the day with a fun, raw vibe. Looking back at those photos, I see my arms squished against my husband’s, but I also see the joy of holding him up with the help of my brothers while enjoying cake and dancing until my legs couldn’t take it anymore.
When I became pregnant, everyone warned me about how my body would change. “Moisturize to avoid stretch marks. Watch your weight gain closely.” Fast forward two C-sections, 70 pregnancy pounds, and 35 months of breastfeeding, and little has changed. My makeup routine has become more minimal, and my belly is still not flat. But guess what? My body still does everything I need it to.
I may not always stay quiet, but I can juggle a 35-pound child in one arm and a 25-pound child in the other, all while carrying a diaper bag filled with essentials. I can manage a balance bike and a toddler while pulling a wagon full of groceries uphill. So what if my belly isn’t flat? I’ve lost nothing that truly matters.
For any woman considering motherhood, I urge you to embrace your average self. If your hair wasn’t thick and shiny before pregnancy, it likely won’t magically transform after. If your breasts never defied gravity, don’t be surprised when they still need support after feeding a small army. Release the pressure and appreciate the incredible things your body does for you. You’re about to embark on the amazing journey of motherhood, and that’s anything but average.
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Summary
This article emphasizes the importance of embracing one’s body and finding joy in its functionality rather than its appearance. The author reflects on her experiences of body image throughout her life and motherhood, encouraging other women to appreciate their uniqueness and capabilities during their journey into motherhood.