So we all know that with motherhood comes change, and
it's a big enough transformation to make you stand in the mirror and wonder if
you've landed in an alternate universe. While I try to remain cool about it all, I can't help but notice that
it's all an act. I'm a different woman, now and forever more, so I need to make
peace with the day my vagina opened up and rocked my world.
I hereby declare that I am no longer ashamed of:
1. That squishy part of my belly.
It looks like a
deflated soufflé, but as far as I know it's not going anywhere no matter how much I
exercise. So I may as well make peace with it. I declared peace with my
body, and wore a bikini in public.
5. Having my sons at a young age, without being married.
Life happens. I no longer regret this. I have handled things
by myself for many years. I have proven
that there is no such thing as permanent failure just because things don’t go
as planned. I am a single MILF and I'm
good at it.
What are you ashamed of now that you're a mom? It's time to let them go in comments.