How I Learned To Love My Body

Like most females in our society, I struggled for years to love my body. At times engaging in obsessively unhealthy behaviors only to never feel good enough.

With some soul searching and emotional healing through the years, I can honestly say I am about 90% of the way towards fully accepting, dare I say loving, my body.

So, for those that might be struggling with their size or weight, I thought I’d share the positive aspects of being pleasingly plump:

Physics and gravity. The heavier you weigh, the faster you fly down that Zipline!

When boogie boarding, I rarely get knocked down by the stronger waves and extreme waterslides are “weigh” more fun!

In fact, at a water park this summer, I almost flew over the half pipe while my thinner counterparts barely made it halfway up the side.

The heavier you are, the higher you fly on a giant trampoline. Just be sure to wear your depends if you’re in the after childbirth club 😉

I imagine someday I just might survive an apocalypse or famine. Seriously, I have the most efficient metabolism of anyone I know!

My cat lives for kneading my soft belly. I’m glad he finds so much pleasure. It’s the least I can do.

Once, when chaperoning a field trip, my son’s kindergarten classmate told my son that I was the “fat mom”. We then had a nice chat about body diversity. Now, six years later, my son shares that he loves my softness and couldn’t imagine hugging and snuggling a “rock hard momma with six pack abs”. I’m glad he approves!

And lastly, if you’re lucky, you just might get a song written about you….I like big butts and I cannot lie… I’m all about that base, ’bout that base, no treble….fat bottom girls, you make the rockin world go round!

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15 Replies to “How I Learned To Love My Body”

  1. Your musings are fantastic! I’m loving seeing more and more body positive messages out in the world these days, and am so glad your loving yours. I still have some love to give mine, but I will get there. ?

  2. Love the perapective! And as someone that had a heart attack when you almost flew off that extreme water slide, I can say with certainty that it is not an exaggeration!

  3. I am in the club with you! With age comes wisdom and I am finally finding embracing my life and my body! Look forward to many more posts from you dear lady! Miss you! ❤

  4. I think you’re adorable. And I think we look alike. Does that mean I’m adorable? ha! I have the exact picture of me on the trampoline too. I am a member of the post-childbirth club. I did not wear my Depends that day. Mistakes were made. Thanks for the awesome post. I would add that being a little heavier means that when I’m climbing down some random Mayan pyramid in the jungles of Mexico, I knew that if the kids came tumbling down I’d totally break their fall and keep them from falling further. It’s a gift.

  5. It takes a long time to accept your body the way your genes intend it to be. As I have gotten older it has become easier to be content with what I’ve got.

    Love the article. Your humor shines through.

  6. Girl you are such a riot. You are hilarious! I’m loving reading your blogs. Keep them coming. And I think your perfect. You are beautiful inside and out!

  7. Oh, my gosh! You look so much like your beautiful momma! I fought the weight battle for so many years as a teen, young and middle-aged woman. Now that I’m older, it’s easier to accept and be comfortable with my shape, especially knowing that my grandson thinks I’m “squishy”! ?

  8. Again I found myself agreeing with the first part of your piece; I saw myself in the personal ‘fat-shaming’ mindset. I absolutely LOVED the latter half of your piece where you describe the good of being a bit on the plump side. I’ve never thought about it this way! Thanks massively for the confidence boost! I’m off to be a soft cushion for my pups ?

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