I had one of the best days of my life this past weekend. The five of us spent the day at the beach. We played and swam all day. It was perfect.
I wish I could say I didn’t hesitate before putting on this bikini. But I did. Old habits die hard. I’m still not at my pre-pregnancy weight. I struggle getting sleep and fitting in consistent work-outs. I have stretch marks and loose skin from pregnancy on my tummy and thighs. I don’t, and never will, have a body that society deems as perfect.
But all of that was quickly forgotten within moments of stepping foot on the beach. I spent the day splashing in the ocean with my kids, laughing as the baby stuffed handfuls of sand into his mouth, and stealing kisses from my husband. It was pure, shameless bliss. I don’t have a perfect body, but I am not flawed.
Looking at this photo made it clear to me it’s not just my life anymore but one I share with my children and husband. I don’t want to live and die by a scale or a “perfect” physique. My children don’t need a Mom with a perfect body, they need a Mom that is happy. For me that means pursuing a life of balance. It means embracing the journey and appreciating each day this body gives me.
I won’t ever be that “fit Mom” you follow that’s prepping for a figure competition or even rocking a six pack. I’ve learned I personally cannot pursue those things while maintaining balance. But I will share with you my journey. And I will show you how I create balance. To me, balance prevails above all else. To me, balance is true health.