self love, self worth, Uncategorized

How I Stopped Feeling Shame Against My Body

A lot of you reading this follow my Instagram, fit.asamother. First of all, I love you guys and you have been the most supportive group and the reason I always feel encouraged.

I have changed a lot in the past year. When I first started my Instagram, I was timid and concerned with other people’s perception of me. I wanted to get healthy and in shape and posting about it made me feel vulnerable. I was sharing a part of myself that I had never opened up about before. But then I realized something; the more I shared my true journey and my realest feelings, the more I got positive responses and genuinely connected with people. This gave me the courage to continue to grow.

When I first started my Instagram, I told myself that I wouldn’t post booty pics because I didn’t want to be judged as 1). an insecure attention seeking female and 2). be objectified by men. I started working on my booty growth pretty heavily in December. I’ve always wanted a bigger booty, so why not get one? I started waking up earlier, working out longer, and changing my eating habits to see what I could accomplish.

I saw results fast and was so excited about my results, but never felt like I could share them because of how I would be perceived. I’m a wife, a mom, and a Christ follower….so how can I post a picture of my ass on the internet?

One day, I woke up and said “SCREW THIS.” I posted a picture and it felt so good. I’m not ashamed of my body. My body is strong. It has carried me through life and created a human being. TIME TO FREAKING CELEBRATE. I did what I wanted to do. Did I receive backlash? Oh hell yeah.

In the midst of all of the judgement, my sister-in-law had the perfect comment:

At a young age, I adopted the belief that abstinence was the only morally correct approach to relationships. I want to say first that I am not trying to change people’s belief on this, just sharing my own experience. This practice led me to believe that my natural sexual urges were impure even though I never acted on them. I started to feel shame. Lots of it. I lost self value, confidence, and belief in myself.

At this point in my life it is my mission to celebrate what I love about myself and others. I want women, especially moms, to know that you do not have to lose your identity in your children and husband. You are your own being with your own thoughts and emotions that are not dependent on others. You don’t have to feel ashamed of showing off your body because society tells you that you shouldn’t. You are allowed to have a life outside of your family. It doesn’t mean you love them less, it means that you have realized that you are also passionate and find joy in other things. Your family is not your identity, they are just part of your story. You are an individual and that should be celebrated.