Taryn Brumfitt is a woman with a mission. You may have seen her atypical “before” and “after” images circulating the web. Her Body Image Movement perpetuates her message of love and acceptance. It’s time for women to love and accept themselves for who they are. She asked 100 women to describe their bodies in one word. Many of them replied with a negative word and several of them said, “Disgusting.” You’ll see in this video that the women who are calling themselves “fat” or “disgusting” are beautiful, unique individuals. I cringed hearing them talk about themselves that way. Then I realized that I think those same things about myself. Do you?
Let’s support the Body Image Movement. How “Embrace” documentary will create global change. #IHaveEmbraced
There’s something that I am afraid of. I’m not talking about roller coasters or spiders (*flails wildly*), I’m talking about failure.
After many months of fighting a postpartum mood disorder and having my antidepressant turn me into a human inflatable, I am very excited to announce that I am starting the She Sweats Summer Challenge through He and She Eat Clean! The Summer Challenge is 16 weeks long. I’ll start with the She Sweats 12-Week Transformation and follow it with the Extreme 4-Week Shred.
I’ve been feeling bad about myself lately (stupid Zoloft). What we need to remember is that our loved ones will love us no matter what.
I’m up really early this morning. C climbed into bed with us at 5am and wouldn’t stop rubbing my face. So after he fell back asleep I got up and went to my laptop. Opened it up to see this video that Hubster put together for me when I went to bed early last night. He’s the greatest.
I make no secret of the fact that I took antidepressants for PPD/PPA/PPOCD when C was a baby, and I chose to start them again at the end of my pregnancy with Baby Jo. There’s a dark side to my experience with them that I haven’t shared before, because it’s caused me much frustration and embarrassment. This second time around, one of my side effects has been weight gain.
I was one of the many women applauding Kate Middleton showing off her postpartum bump on the way home from having baby George. But recently I was feeling bad about myself when she “debuted” her post-baby body. She looked stunning – as always! – and I found myself looking down at my midsection and making comparisons. That’s what society has programmed us to do, right? Compare our imperfections to the seemingly perfect bodies of others?
This week’s Just.Be.Enough Be Enough Me prompt was, “When I look in the mirror…”
This weekend, we celebrated my son’s 1st birthday. I hated most of the pictures of myself from that day. I saw the extra pounds around my waist that I’ve been struggling to get rid of for exactly one year now. I saw the bags under my eyes from my recent insomnia. I saw the anxiety in my eyes, something that I’ve really been struggling with as we’re now a month away from moving out of state.
I’m kind of nervous to put this “out there,” because I’ve always kept my struggles with body image and weight very quiet. But I realize that I’m not the only woman with this inner battle, so I’ve decided to just own it.
Ugh…I didn’t want it to get warm so quickly. I don’t have anything to wear!
I’m in this “in-between” phase for clothing options and it is not fun! I have a pair of maternity jeans from early in my pregnancy that I’ve been wearing, but they tend to fall down easily since I don’t have the belly to hold them up. I have sweatpants. Other than that…I need to lose another 2-3 inches in my waist before I can comfortably button my pre-pregnancy pants. Boo!!
The other day, I pulled on a pair of maternity jeans that I hadn’t worn in a week or two only to discover that they were a bit tight in the behind. There hasn’t been any other change in the way my other pants fit, so I don’t know if my butt is expanding or if the jeans were in the drier too long. :'( Needless to say, my body image took a bit of a hit at that moment.
I think that Wii Fit should have an “I’m pregnant” option in order to save the self esteem of pregnant women everywhere. Tonight I started my body test and it first asked me if I’ve noticed my stomach getting firm! Now that part was pretty hilarious, but the next part…not so much. It proceeded to ask me why I’ve gained weight, even though I set my goal to gain weight. Then it reminded me of my ideal weight, which is extremely unattainable at this point. It broke my lil pregnant heart.
Going back to body image, this is what I have nightmares about before my appointments with my OBGYN: “Little Mama Jama, you gained 10 pounds since your last appointment. That was only four weeks ago. You need to seriously slow it down before you blow up like a big fat balloon!”
I had no choice any longer. I was down to one bra that fit without hurting. I just can’t keep these suckers contained anymore! Off I went…to the lingerie department. Looking around to make sure no one I knew was in sight, I made my way over to the super ultra large cup section. The kind of bras you might remember hanging in your grandmother’s shower. I was horrified.
At 16 weeks, my increasingly protruding belly has had me thinking about my body image quite often lately. I feel very “large and in charge,” and I know that my belly is going to expand a LOT more than I could even imagine right now. The more I obsess over it, the more I have been thinking about how society socializes girls to think about their bodies. Even as little children, we’re taught through media and society that a curve here or a larger than normal body part there renders us completely unattractive. I cringe when I hear very thin women talking about how big their calves are or how disgusted they are when their upper arms jiggle. We spend way too much time worried about imperfections that we perceive.