Thursday, February 11, 2010

We all get old and fat, get over it....

I am 29 and will be 30 on July 2010. I had an idea of what I wanted to be like at 30. I already am a mother and a wife but I wanted to be these things while being FABULOUS! What does that even mean?! Well naturally, that meant that I would look younger than all the other 30 year olds, be thinner than all the other moms and be happier than all the other wives...oh and did I mention more successful while being the best, most fun mom ever?! I guess I thought I would be this?

I am literally laughing out loud while I write this because I can't believe that I put that much pressure on myself. (Don't get me wrong, it wasn't an obsession but it was definitely in the back of my mind along with visiting some foreign country and running a marathon one day.) Now that I'm 29 though, I'm discovering something that those that have embarked the "30's Right of Passage" didn't tell me before. You start giving yourself a permission slip to NOT be the thinnest, and NOT be the most successful, happiest person on earth b/c you start noticing that most of the time it's a front put on by most people anyway.

This is in NO WAY stating that we should lose our drive to better ourselves but our drive should be to become better versions of ourselves as opposed to better versions of everyone else. Because the truth is, even the most beautiful people have to get old and even the best physiques get saggy.

okay, one more.

This is my life. My family. I'm me and I'm happy. I have 20 lbs. to lose but that's because according to my BMI, I need to. My house is messy most of the time, SO WHAT?! (yeah, I said it) As long as I am the best mom and wife I can be and I am staying true to myself and the Creator that created me then I'm good.

Oh, and as long as I get to wear these bad boys every once and a while, then I can look good while I try!


  1. The question here is, why is the Govenator still holding onto the same bathing suit bottoms he was wearing when he was winning fitness competitions? I mean, raise your hand if you wanted to see all that...*waiting* *waiting* *waiting*. Okay, I thought so.

  2. This is so incredibly true! I keep trying to figure out why these ten pounds don't freak me out like they used to.(I wish they did). But you are right, I eat healthy to feel healthy and I am happier than ever because I am where I always wanted to be in life. And yes, my house is always a mess, oh well.

  3. Here's why the 10 pounds don't bother you. It's called loving husbands. Because Lyds and Talia still get depressed over a half a pound and they are your same age. I wait till a full pound before I freak out...but I still have a couple years to catch up to their crazy :)