It always amazes me how old insecurities can creep back in on ya and bite you in the tush. This weekend I will be going to a bridal shower for my cousin's fiancee. I'm excited; I haven't seen most of my family in months! And I'm really happy my cousin is finally getting married. (He used to date this girl when she was just out of high school; they broke up for quite a few years...now here they are!) My cousin's fiancee is very pretty; more than pretty really. She's a dancer; so are most of her friends from what I know.
I'm guessing about 98% of the time I feel good about myself. I know I'm overweight; I know my other physical flaws, I know I just had a baby almost 7 months ago, I know my husband loves me and he's constantly telling me I'm sexy and all that jazz. I know my family loves me regardless. But it's times like these I feel like the ugly duckling, the wallflower, that super shy little girl I once used to be. (Baby of the family.)
Last weekend I went and got a new haircut (somewhat of a mistake!) and got some new clothing. I even got a new, great fitting bra! (While I'm on that note; holy torpedoes!!!) That was a help till I realized the shirt I bought was ivory and a very dark brown, not black like it looked in the store! But I managed to find a pair of pants here that match well enough.
I just hope no one is able to guess they are maternity pants! And I hope they don't fall down! I've already lost my baby weight; but I'm by no means skinny! But I think I can get away with it. But I still don't look anything like most of the people who will be around me. My cousin who had a baby 3 weeks before me; well she's been bustin' it in the gym and is for once, smaller than me, even though I've got the smaller bone structure.
While I know I shouldn't compare myself...it's hard not to. At least a little. Once that door opens; it nags me in the back of my mind. I feel like I've spent the last week in a mental battle for my self-esteem. It'll pass once it's over (till the wedding anyway!). While part of me knows I should fight to change what I can if I really don't like it. The other part of me says "No! I love me for ME. The way I am!" Other than at the wedding; I probably won't see most of these people ever again. I just hope I'm not an embarrassment to my cousin (not that he would EVER tell me should he even think that; which I doubt; but still!) I know it seems like every family has one that just doesn't quite fit in....but why does it have to be me?
I'm guessing about 98% of the time I feel good about myself. I know I'm overweight; I know my other physical flaws, I know I just had a baby almost 7 months ago, I know my husband loves me and he's constantly telling me I'm sexy and all that jazz. I know my family loves me regardless. But it's times like these I feel like the ugly duckling, the wallflower, that super shy little girl I once used to be. (Baby of the family.)
Last weekend I went and got a new haircut (somewhat of a mistake!) and got some new clothing. I even got a new, great fitting bra! (While I'm on that note; holy torpedoes!!!) That was a help till I realized the shirt I bought was ivory and a very dark brown, not black like it looked in the store! But I managed to find a pair of pants here that match well enough.
While I know I shouldn't compare myself...it's hard not to. At least a little. Once that door opens; it nags me in the back of my mind. I feel like I've spent the last week in a mental battle for my self-esteem. It'll pass once it's over (till the wedding anyway!). While part of me knows I should fight to change what I can if I really don't like it. The other part of me says "No! I love me for ME. The way I am!" Other than at the wedding; I probably won't see most of these people ever again. I just hope I'm not an embarrassment to my cousin (not that he would EVER tell me should he even think that; which I doubt; but still!) I know it seems like every family has one that just doesn't quite fit in....but why does it have to be me?