i know childbirth is beautiful and all...but i've looked at that picture of me in the hospital for seven months straight now...its time for a change. i had an interesting short conversation with my friend nicole today. i was sharing a story of ways i tried to lose weight in college, and i made the flipant comment, "not that it matters anyway...nothing has changed." and nicole mentioned that she doesn't know one girl who is happy with her size. that is pathetic. i don't know a girl like that either (if you are my friend reading this, and i'm wrong...please let me know). but you know what is ever more sad? i want to be that girl and i don't think i ever will be. WHAT IS WRONG WITH OUR GENDER?! and even more, What is wrong with me?
enough reflection.
i'm working alot. a whole lot. i'm still okay and i haven't lost my mind...but i can't wait to leave for christmas. i'm really enjoying the crepe shop thing, but its pretty challenging. i have to act like i know what i'm doing. if the rest of the world is like me, then no one knows anything and we are all just faking it. nice thought. merry christmas.
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I think it's more like - what is wrong with our society, that every girl is not happy with how she looks? That we feel that it's so important?
And you are so right, just pretend you know what you are doing and it is all good! Then no one around you gets nervous that you are not in control and things usually fall into place. But you are the perfect person for the crepe thing.
i have to totally agree with what melissa said: it's society's fault. And it's really sad that girls have to go through this, but don't forget guys; believe it or not they are under the same pressure as we are, it just doesn't seem as bad for them.
Kel
Wow. It's funny weird, because even in my "skinny" high school days I still hated the way my body looked and now I'd just about kill for that body I used to have. Even after we have seen what our bodies can do (i.e. pregnancy and childbirth), we are still unhappy with the stretched out and saggy versions we have left. I hope someday I can honestly say I am happy with what God gave me, hopefully before I have to have this very conversation with my own daughter. Thanks for making me think...
I don't see a new picture baby.
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