Well.....here we are

I am not your average plus size gal. I have always had bigger legs and a bootie. Now that I am older (29 and holding firmly now for a few good years) my body just isn't the same. I live in an image conscious world who seems to think that a size 10 is disgusting. God forbid you be a higher number than that some people think.....Not I. I love my curves. I love myself. This is my after baby body, whom is a pre-teen now....so blaming the child is not an option anymore. I just love to eat. I semi-workout and semi-eat healthy. It is so hard now in such an image focused society. Life is hard enough with competing at work, school, and home - now I have to worry about eating in public also? I see other women who have had children and don't look like they have an ounce of anything on them......I on the other hand have curves. I have learned to accept that I am a curvy woman. Now if I could learn to accept what others see me as. People looking at me when I am shopping or eating out. It is so hard to not be so self-conscious when you feel like the world's eyes are on you. "Is she really having another piece of cake?" Or "poor girl...she must be depressed. Look how plump she is and she is still eating! So sad." No actually it is not sad. I like my cake or pie or second helping of mashed potatoes. To be continued.......