Tuesday night we went to the pool as a family. It was a spur of the moment idea but something I want to do more often. We ate dinner early and I remembered thinking to myself, "Oh sure eat this HUGE dinner right before you put on a bathing suit and head to the PUBLIC pool." But such is life and we went and had the time of our lives. And even better it made for a very easy bedtime. I'm thinking we should go to the pool every night now.
As we were winding down to leave, I was feeding James his bottle and Jimmy was playing with Kendall for the last 15 minutes before the pool closed. I sat in that pool chair and looked around at the few people who were still left and it was mostly dads. It was cute to see all the dads huddled around the little, double slide watching their pride and joy come swooshing down into the water, happy as a lark. They all had smiles on their faces and you could see the pride radiating from their bodies. It was adorable.
I also noticed how confident they all looked. None of them were standing in an awkward position, as to not expose their "problem areas". They weren't afraid to bend over and have their belly hang over their trunks a little bit. They didn't have their hands placed over their stomachs. Nothing. They were just standing their, all exposed, and owning it. And I thought, I wish women would embrace this.
I looked around at the moms who were there. One had a brand new, I mean fresh out of the oven, baby and she was rocking her bikini. And she looked great, I could only wish I looked that good that soon after giving birth. She looked confident and happy. As a matter of fact, the first time I saw her she was eating a massive cheese burger and her husband was chowing down on a salad and I kind of had a chuckle. But besides this one mom it seemed like the others were all self conscious, it made me sad.
Why can't moms be more confident like the dads. Some of these dads were in great shape and others had a little belly and it didn't matter. None of them even wore a t-shirt to cover up. The moms on the other hand were quick to grab a towel or their cover-up as soon as they were out of the water. Even the ones with rocking bodies.
I know that everyone has their hang ups when it comes to their bodies. Even the ones who seem to have the most perfect physique can find some kind of flaw. I've been working my butt off and I still could give you a laundry list of things I'd like to improve on. But why? Why can't we be more like the dads. Their bodies were far from perfect but I doubt they eat themselves up over it when they are putting on their trunks. They were just having fun with their kids and not worrying about their flaws.
I learned a lot about myself in that short period of time while feeding my son. I am going to let go of my insecurities, not worry about my silly belly pooch when I bend over, and just HAVE FUN with my kids. We only have this one, precious life and it's far to short to worry about things like cellulite. Besides, I have that pooch and those stretchmarks because of them and they are worth everything.