As I approach turning :gulp: 33 this summer, I've had a feeling of acceptance wash over me. Accepting where I am in life, accepting who I am and my role as a wife, daughter, sister, aunt, friend, etc.
For women, I think it can be hardest to accept our bodies. That is something I see many females struggling with and for good reason. The pesky media pushing the ideal image on us and the constant weight loss pressure that I fully admit to feeding into over and over again.
I look at a picture of myself from the wrong angle and think "UGH I hate my nose/profile." I look down and see my stomach protruding out and think how I should try harder to get rid of it. I feel my thighs touch. My hips are wider than I'd like them to be. My calves are muscular and kind of manish. And don't even get me started on my thighs and butt.
These are things that make me who I am. I have the build of my mother and father and their mother and father. I'm not wispy and never will be. I'm trying harder to get the figure I am comfortable with but it is a slow process. And that nose? My nose isn't going anywhere. I'm not going to get surgery because it would change my entire face. The face that is my mom and dad combined, the face that makes people think me and my older sister are twins. The face that my husband fell in love with. I just need to accept me for me. I am who I am for better or worse.
The sooner we can look in the mirror and have our first thought be "Wow, I look awesome despite any "flaws" that society may think I have" is when women get powerful! How many men spend time picking apart their physical imperfections? Let's spend less time focusing on what makes us weak, inferior, imperfect and more time thinking about what makes us strong, superior and special.
Because we should all love who we are as individuals no matter what our noses look like.