Something I have struggled with pretty much since I can remember is being comfortable in my own skin. I find myself constantly telling other people to be confident and promoting positivity, but then lack it in my own life. A little hypocritical, eh? I think we all do this though. I shouldn’t say all, I can’t speak for everyone, but I know this is a commonality. Constantly so many of us encourage others but lack doing the same in our own lives.
I’ve recently noticed this to be at an all time extreme in my own life, maybe because I’m nine months pregnant or maybe it’s just me being me. Either way, I am constantly playing the comparing game, wishing for more, wishing for less, and just not feeling comfortable with me. But here’s a question for you and for myself, what’s so wrong with me anyways? Why can’t I just be happy being me? Personally, I would say it’s largely because of the society we live in. We put so much stress and pressure on ourselves to be perfect and to live a seemingly perfect life. Well, let me get on my soapbox again and hopefully follow my advice this time around. No one is perfect and that’s not a realistic goal.
As I prepare to enter the scary journey of Motherhood, I’m coming to realize more and more that nice things, pretty clothes + perfect hair just don’t matter. What really matters? My family matters, their happiness and well being and believe it or not, my happiness and well being. SHOCKER right and a little selfish? I mean it though! Your family is not going to find happiness like you want them to unless you’re truly happy yourself. Not everyday is going to be pure bliss, that’s not realistic. In fact you’re probably going to have more days from hell than not, but isn’t that the fun part? Maybe not, but it does keep things interesting and it makes things even more worth it in the end.
My challenge for myself, accept that being me is okay, that there’s nothing wrong with me, my personality or my take on life. Everyone is unique and special. I constantly look up to so many other people, dreaming of being just like them, but that’s not life, nor is it how things are supposed to be. Plus, as hard as it may be for me or you to realize, I bet people think the same thing about us. So there’s my Monday rant and random thoughts. Maybe pointless, but either way good to write it out. So this week, this month, forever hopefully I’ll be working on being confident with me, embracing the full spectrum of Jess!