The following post is sponsored by Burst on behalf of Special K®.
For the past two months, I’ve taken a lot of time having fun with my kids, baking up a storm, celebrating Halloween/my birthday/Thanksgiving/Christmas (a bit too much) by overindulging in desserts, sweets, special dinners, etc. I haven’t stepped on the scale in a while, but I can tell by the way some of my clothing fits and feels that the weight has crept back on in a not-so-subtle way.
You’d also suspect I’d be devastated by it, considering how hard I’ve fought over the years to maintain and lose the baby weight, but I’m not. Not at all.
Why, you ask?
Because I vowed to stop the self-hating and fat shaming of myself, and I meant it. I haven’t looked at anything jiggly in the mirror recently, and said anything, out loud or otherwise, to myself or others about my weight, and I’m not going to, not anymore. I’m going to work hard, eat right, and show my kids that hard work pays off to be healthy, but I won’t obsess about the scale or my appearance.
Because, just like a cheat day, you get back on the healthy eating horse, and you soldier on. This holiday season was an immensely busy one for my family, and I did still find time for fitness in some way, even if my nutrition didn’t correspond. I know I will get back into the healthy eating groove as soon as the holiday madness is over, so instead of mourning the loss of my once trim waistline, I’m happy to share a bite of a cookie or a sip of egg nog without guilt with my children. I know this isn’t permanent.
I don’t ever want food to be the enemy, especially for my girls, and I don’t want them to see me upset about this turn of events by saying ugly things about myself or my body. Never again.
2014 is going to be my year for health, not only on the outside, but on the inside. Let’s fight the fat talk together. Will you join me?