Happy Birthday to me!
I can’t believe I am 30. 10 years ago I couldn’t imagine we would be in the place we are in. We made $20,000 a year and had just had SquishyKid #1. We were living with my Mother in Law and were really still children ourselves. Oh how things have changed. Back then Mr. Squish was working a minimum wage job and really didn’t know what he wanted to do as far as a career went. He was in school for Electrical Engineering but it just wasn’t his passion. It didn’t spark anything in him.
It took several more years for him to figure out that his real passion was computer programming and within 5 years of getting his first programming job he has quickly risen to being one of the top guys in his field. His hardwork and ambition (as well as his natural talent for programming) has been a blessing and allowed me to stay home without cutting corners and grocery shop without cutting coupons….but I digress and this post isn’t about my wonderful husband it’s about ME ME ME!!!!!!
You wouldn’t know it now by looking at me but I wasn’t always the most comfortable person in my own skin. For as long as I can remember I’ve always been pretty insecure about my looks and had trouble being ok with the person I saw in the mirror. After SquishyBaby #1 was born I tipped the scales at 230 lbs and literally hid in our room for over a year because I was to embarrassed to be seen by anyone who might know me. I eventually lost most of the weight before I got pregnant again but never was ok with how I looked.
Now at 30, I can look in the mirror and say I like the person I see looking back at me. I’m certainly not 110 lbs anymore but the 160 lbs I am now looks good on me. I have curves, and boobs that I never had before kids. I have cellulite on my thighs and stretch marks behind my knees and under my arms and pretty much all over my body from gaining 100 lbs in the span of 9 months with SquishyKid #1 and then losing nearly all of it (go me!). I plan on getting a lift and a tummy tuck but if it never happens I am ok with that too. I can rock a vintage dress like no ones business and should have been born a red head. I look better with glasses then I do without and even though I don’t shave (anything) I still look hot in a cute tank top and some tight jeans. My belly skin sags on my stomach because it’s housed 5 children but I don’t look half bad in a bikini. I still get carded and people usually can’t believe I have given birth to 5 kids. I am smart, a good friend and an awesome wife, mother, cook and doula. All in all, my husband is a lucky lucky man.
I am women hear me roar! Which coincidentally is the song that Misty and I will be doing when we go sing Karaoke in Vegas.
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