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So it is a little hard for me to admit that one of the hardest things about this pregnancy for me to deal has been the physical changes I've been experiencing.
My boobs look like a war zone. I can't do any of my pants up, let alone get them over my hips (which will never again be quite like they were before pregnancy). My legs have been permanently burned red, my ankles are starting to swell, and I don't really remember what is was like to not have a bloated belly.
But, instead of being grateful for all these changes and what they represent, I've been frustrated by them.
So, I needed a reminder that I like me. Swollen belly, ankles, boobs and all. Beauty isn't and shouldn't be defined by what you look like, but how you allow your experiences to shape and define you.
Regardless of weight, skin tone, age, or pay grade, you should love yourself for who you are, as you are.
So, I'm renewing my commitment to like myself, just as I am, right this moment.
If you want to commit with me, you can join this list. Commit to celebrating yourself, your uniqueness, your difference, your talents; you. Commit to really appreciating yourself as you are and trying to avoid comparing yourself to anyone else.
I like you, and you should too.
If you want to commit with me, you can join this list. Commit to celebrating yourself, your uniqueness, your difference, your talents; you. Commit to really appreciating yourself as you are and trying to avoid comparing yourself to anyone else.
I like you, and you should too.
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