Am I a foodie?

26 Apr

Last weekend we finally used the massage gift certificate David got us for our one year anniversary. I was just starting to get my pregnant belly this time last year, and I didn’t want to waste an expensive massage being uncomfortable on my stomach. A year later, the massage was a heavenly break for both of us after all the back pains we’ve had from lifting and holding a growing child.

During the massage I briefly thought to myself: I wish I had a little bit more fat on me. Don’t get me wrong, I love the way I look… most of the time. Unlike what many women go through, pregnancy and motherhood seem to have taken all my body issue worries away. Being pregnant and giving birth utilized my body in a way that I had never experienced before and it finally clicked that this is what I was made for. I wasn’t just a shell for obsessive thoughts and food garbage. Strangely enough, I felt the most peace with my body when I had no control over growing another tiny human. I had say in the food, drink, and exercise input, but other than that, Walt was on autopilot. It makes me dizzy to think about everything that went on while forming him.

But the massage made me think about looking more like Marilyn Monroe than Twiggy. Oh, I definitely don’t look like Twiggy, but I’m just not interested in that ideal anymore. I want to look like I eat. I want padding for my little boy to snuggle into. I want to be healthy and also fill out a dress with my curves.

My mother called me a foodie this weekend. I usually associate that description with hipsters who only eat interesting food combinations at fancy restaurants, but maybe it’s time I change my mind. It was quite a compliment after she raved about our flank steak meal we served Sunday night. It was a lively family dinner that included our next door neighbor and her little girl. We threw them into the pool head first, but I think we all had a good time together. Reminds me of when I first met Dave. The second time he hung out with my family we shared Thanksgiving together. I am not one to hold back and play it safe!

The more healthy lifestyle I live, the less I want to go back to processed foods, overusing paper products, cheap cosmetics, and sugar. It just makes sense to me, and everything tastes and works better too. David asked me the other day, “What’s happening to you?” since the wife he met ate Ramen noodles every day and honestly didn’t really care about all this stuff. Thank goodness we can evolve.


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