So this post is not for my super skinny, eat whatever you want, deliver baby after baby and weigh only ten pounds more than you did before you delivered that baby friends. This post is more for me. I mentioned before how this blogging is more of a journal so excuse my rantings and ravings.
Lately I have really been struggling with my weight. Its no secret that this is something since giving birth to my kids that I have always struggled with.
While teaching dance last week I had a cute little girl say, "look at Kari, she's having a baby." I kindly told her no I wasn't, I was just fat. (this also happened last year at dance.) I have been blessed with the 3 - 4 mo. pregnancy tummy since I can remember. I can do crunches until my back, neck and stomach fall apart and will probably always look that way. I have also decided that I can run until I'm blue in the face and laying on the ground and still probably look the same. I can teach 7- 8 dance classes a week and still look the same. I have never complained about my "weight issues" around my kids. I always want them to know that they are wonderful no matter what. And that there weight doesn't determine who they are.
I have to admit, I'm really not a calorie counter and find that when I really watch my food intake I become more depressed and eat crappy. This is a struggle myself and my sisters have always had. We just were not blessed with the "skinny genes."
So I dedicate this post to all my fellow "work your behind off until you can't stand it anymore bloggers." We will survive! I will continue to run, dance and do my hip hop abs until I can't stand it anymore. I will also embrace the fact that I will not be the smallest one running the next 5k and will probably always be the dance teacher that looks pregnant when not. I will also keep trying to convince myself that curves are sexy! I also promise to not starve myself ( yeah right as if I could, I love food!) I also promise to never ask my husband or friends "Do I look fat in this?" And then just then maybe I'll really learn to love me just how I am!
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6 comments:
Amen, sister!!! But you will always be taller, skinnier, and younger than me. Such is life. I think your beautiful.
I so love your post that is so true as you know my family has that same issue and I just want oyu to know I think you look great and love you for who you are.
I am sorry for the genes you inherited. Life is so unfair sometimes!!! Love you just the way you are.
Mom
For what it's worth (if anything:), I think you look great!!
Yeah...you're complaining...your tall and thin. Try being short and fat with a rootbeer belly instead of a six pack.
I second that! (And I hope one of my girls didn't ask if you were pregnant....we're working on saying things that are appropriate...)
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