The above quote from Amy Bloom makes me smile. Sigh. So profound.
So why, when I agree wholeheartedly with this quote, did I decided to have 7 pounds of skin cut off my stomach? If I’m imperfect and flawed but still beautiful, why did I take a dive in the vanity pool? Because I wanted to. And because I decided that having a tummy tuck was going to improve my quality of life.
I am a champion for positive body image. I lost weight for my health and as a result have found great happiness in having a healthy lifestyle. I didn’t lose weight for looks. I would be lying if I said my “new” look hasn’t made me happier, but the bottom line is that I was unhealthy and was going to die if I didn’t change my life. The rest was just a bonus.
But like many who lose a huge amount of weight, I was left with tons of left over skin. The fat melts away but the skin stays. Add that to the fact that I had 3 giant babies and my belly looked like I could shelter a small family. It hung so far over my underwear that it was barely visible. Gross factor: 100. Not only did it look nasty, it was a huge physical problem. I would have to tuck it into my pants (hello front butt) and I would have to stop every few miles during a run to redistribute it. So annoying.
So I thought long and hard about doing something about this droopy skin. I had toned my abs as much as possible but skin doesn’t tone. Underneath that skin had to be some good core muscles, right? But how would I ever know if I didn’t get the skin removed? So, I called up my friendly plastic surgeon and asked him to hack it off. And last Wednesday he did and I’ve never been happier.
Vanity? Sure. Necessity? Absolutely.
But I’m not here to defend my decision despite the fact that someone I know stopped me in the grocery store and straight up told me I was being vain. I’m here to tell you to love your body and to do what you need to do to love it.
I honestly love my post weight loss body. Every mark and stretch tells a story of someone who used to downright hate herself to someone that took back her life. Just like the quote says, we are all imperfect and flawed and there is so much beauty in that. We ask so much of our bodies. Our feet run miles after little ones or up and down offices. Our shoulders bear the weight of an entire family. Our eyes are on constant watch for danger and safe havens. Our arms offer calming hugs. We should love every inch of these bodies and treat them right because they’re the only ones we have. I’m proud to add a new mark to this body of mine.
Take ownership of your goals. As cliche as it sounds, anything is possible when you truly set your mind to it. Whether it’s major weight loss, dropping an extra few pounds, or chasing after a dream you’ve had for a lifetime…just do it. Own it and make it happen. I have had a constant cheering section and a village to give me honest feedback and support and I am profoundly grateful for it. Find yours and use them to help you reach whatever goal you have set.
And remember, our flaws and imperfections are what make us warrior level beautiful. You are enough so love yourself and do what you need to do to reach a level of self-love that will help you empower others and live your life to the fullest.