I am embarrassed that I still have 20lbs of “baby weight” and even more embarrassed that I expect myself to meet this ridiculous expectation to look like my body never grew a life.
And the embarrassment continues when I spend most nights stuffing my face with sweets knowing that those 20lbs bother me so.
I try to sleep in until the last possible minute, at any cost.
We struggle on one income but try our hardest to never let the girls feel like we do.
I never shave and rock shorts like I just don’t care.
I let my kids watch the iPad and their silly YouTube videos even though I know those toy reviews are melting their brain.
I hit up the Chick-fil-a drive thru more than I would like to admit because it is pure bliss to eat in silence in your car and not have to clean up the kitchen.
I look at my phone way too much.
I rarely brush my hair and I’ve gone without brushing my teeth on more than one occasion.
My husband and I fight, we love each other but we let the stress of raising 3 kids get the best of us.
Pregnancy hormones kicked my butt. My skin looks like I have a sweet 5 o’clock shadow on my upper lip ALL THE TIME and I can’t do anything about it until I’m done breastfeeding. And that bothers me. It bothers me that it bothers me so much.
When people ask how I’m doing I lie.
I say I’m ok but deep down most days I want to crawl into bed and have a do-ever.
I am the biggest pack-rat and still own clothes from college even though I know I’ll never wear them. But you never know… it might come back 😉
I love my kids more than anything in this world, and I am not ashamed of it.
This is me, unapologetic and authentic. This is me. No makeup. No excuses. No photo editing. JUST ME!
I used to think I couldn’t be truly authentic. That people would judge me based on my imperfections. I think years of bullying gave me that stigma.
I used to think that if I portrayed anything less than perfect than I would be seen as a bad mother, a bad wife, a bad friend, and a bad person.
It turned out to be quite the opposite, once I let others see the true me I could finally be free. Free of the weight and the darkness of being “perfect”.
Free to let my hair down and laugh. Really laugh.
I’m not perfect, I’m not even close. My girls don’t care that I don’t shave my legs or if my jeans don’t fit. They do care when they see their mom laugh. They see me being proud of who I truly am. Proud of myself with all labels set aside. I want to teach them that perfection is a state of mind. I might think perfection is my only option but it doesn’t have to be.
Let others see you for who you are because there really isn’t anyone better than you in the world. You are one of a kind and owning the uniqueness is what makes you truly special.
Join me in this movement to be truly authentic to ourselves. Share your story #justbeauthentic. Share what makes you unique. Share what makes you a true individual, the good and the bad. I can’t wait to see the authentic and true you.
Just Be Apparel Co. and I are going to help you get started on your journey by offering 20% off all Just Be Apparel. Use code AUTHENTIC20 at checkout. The shop has some amazing things to offer, be sure to check them outhere.
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I hope to see your #justbeauthentic stories soon. Please share, I would love to read them.
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