Sometimes I still think of myself as young…as in teenager, early twenties. I realize that 28 is not old by any stretch of the imagination…but I am no longer the same girl that I was in those years. I feel this in terms of my responsibilities (does anything make you grow up faster than having a baby, caring for another life so fully?), and in terms of my body.
At the end of each long day, my back is aching from carrying a 25 pound baby, my hands are chapped from washing incessantly, and my hair, when left to its own devises, sprouts gray. I look in the mirror and see how tired my face looks. And my stomach, once I am tired from all of the bending and lifting, and can no longer hold it together, relaxes into a little pooch. This is new to me, and I am still getting used to seeing myself in this light.
These thoughts played on my mind when it came time to choose a new swimsuit. I have always been a bikini girl, but no longer. Somehow, a one-piece felt more appropriate. I wanted the coverage for all of the aforementioned bending and lifting, and frankly, I didn’t want to have to worry about sucking in my stomach on top of everything else. Lucky for me, one-pieces are all the rage, and I was able to find two super cute suits (and on sale, nonetheless). While on vacation, I asked my mom to capture a few candid shots of me in my new suits. When she showed me the pictures, I was so surprised to see a youthful ‘me’ reflected back. I look tan, and relaxed, and that smile…well, it is the real deal. Perhaps, just perhaps, I have been a bit hard on myself. What a good reminder to stop focusing on the negatives, and start appreciating just what this body of mine has been through in the past year.
Anyone else out there made the switch to one-pieces recently?