Fat Bodies During my teenage years, I knew I wasn't thin enough. I had curves, but I was not athletic or particularly active, so my rounded belly, curvaceous hips, and thick thighs stood out to me. I suffered from irritable bowel syndrome as a teen and, although regularly … [Read more...]
40
40 Fine lines appear next to my grinning mouth and smiling eyes. Some call them crow’s feet. They’re more like wings, each feathered strand representing 40 years of joy and sometimes sadness. Lines mapping out a life intertwining laughter, love, and … [Read more...]
My Body
I'm not certain when I learned to hate my body. When I started defining it by what it wasn't instead of what it is. When I came to despise my hips and thighs and cover up - not for modesty - but to hide my flaws. When I looked in the mirror and saw … [Read more...]
Mom on a Bike
I rode a bike today. It was scary. It was exciting. It was painful. It was precarious. I fell off. In public. I dreaded being a heavy woman riding in public and making a fool of myself. I'm not sure why. When I see women on bikes - no matter their size - I think, … [Read more...]
Vulnerable Parenting
Parenting makes us vulnerable. The responsibility to love, nurture, raise, teach, and temporarily manage another person is daunting. So much can, and does, go wrong on a daily basis. Some nights I fall into bed utterly, emotionally exhausted from loving four unique little … [Read more...]
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