I want to talk about the idea that bodies are meant to stay the same size all of our lives. What if that wasn’t true?
Bodies are constantly changing. Our bodies change as kids. Our bodies change as we go through puberty. Our bodies change as we try different lifestyles. Our bodies change as we meet new people. Our bodies change as we have children or try to have children or don’t have children. Our bodies change as we get sick. Our bodies change as we age. Our bodies change through life circumstances we didn’t know we were going to have to live through.
Actually, is there ever a time in a human woman’s life when her body is *not* changing?
It is normal to go through all of these changes. What’s not normal is expecting things to stay the same.
How much energy would we save if said, oh hi new change. I’m not crazy about you, but you’re here, and I’ll deal with you. Thank goodness for all those stretchy clothes options out there.
I just went through another one of these changes. It’s not enough that my body changed with my first pregnancy, and first time breastfeeding, and first time weaning. It stayed changed, it did not go back to its pre-childbearing self. From that point, it changed again with my second pregnancy, second round of breastfeeding, and second time weaning. The second weaning was the most recent change. It happened last fall. My tummy stayed bigger, my breasts got smaller, my whole body is the softest it’s ever been. At first, I was not happy. It’s ok to not be happy. But I kept looking at it. The more I looked, the more I got used to its new form. I’m starting to accept it. It’s doing a good job. It is not the same as it was when I was 20. That would be weird. Wouldn’t it?
I know what I’m suggesting is a big thing. I know it’s not something you just decide to be ok with and then are. Here are a few things that have helped me.
Think about yourself from the vantage point of your future self. When I look back at the angst I felt with my 17-year-old body, I laugh. What on earth was I thinking, to wish it was different? The same thing applies no matter your current age. In ten years, I’m going to look back and wish I had appreciated my 42-year old body more. So I’ll try to now.
You’re looking at your body and comparing it to a past version of itself. Remember, other people don’t see what you see, they just see what’s in front of them at this moment in time, the current version, which is just fine.
Stop pointing out the things you’re not happy with. If someone gives you a compliment, bite back the words wanting to jump out of your mouth telling them just exactly where you don’t look good and just say thank you. The more you focus on something, the more of your attention it demands. Don’t give it any attention. Put your focus somewhere else.
Normalize, normalize, normalize. We think our bodies aren’t supposed to change because that’s the message we’ve gotten from magazines, movies, boyfriends, celebrities, and critical parents for years. We’ve just gotten another wave of this message in recent pop culture. Sure, it’s great that Jennifer Lopez and Shakira are 50 and look 25, but that’s not normal. Sorry, Jennifer Aniston and Brad Pitt, but you guys looking the same at recent awards shows as you did 20 years ago is not normal. We need to actively replace those messages with images and stories of the normality of bodies changing, and the changes being a natural thing, not a negative one.
Ok, I know, I hear you - but how do I dress a constantly changing body? Be grateful that we live in the world of yoga pants and sports bras. Could you imagine if it was 1959 and we had to wear girdles? Oh yeah, I forgot about Spanx, which are girdles in disguise, but let’s just pretend they don’t exist for a minute. Or what if it was 1850 and we had to wear steel boned corsets? Oh right, we have the Kardashians, well, let’s ignore them too. Today every garment we wear can stretch to fit our actual flesh instead of us squeezing our flesh into a predetermined shape (get the link to my favorites below).
I guess what I’m saying is that the only constant is change. As moms, we feel like there will be some equilibrium we reach after we’re finished having children. But what if there isn’t? What if we expect that we will, again, continue to change? How much less hard would we be on ourselves then?
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