I saw a quote the other day that said something like, being accepted by others is not beauty, instead the beauty is in accepting yourself. This got me thinking about the way that we perceive ourselves as mothers, daughters, wives, friends etc. There are days when I feel like I am rocking the mom thing, and other days that I can’t figure out how we have made it this far. The same is true for the other roles in my life, whether it’s being a wife or my career. I think this is what being able to accept yourself looks like. You’re going to have days that keeping the kids fed and clothes took a miracle, days when you don’t know how or why you have a job, and days where friends seem nonexistent. Accepting that this is the way life is, is beautiful. When you are able to accept yourself in these scenarios, it makes the bad days seem… well, not so bad.
The wonderful thing about acceptance is that we get to set the grading scale and make acceptance fit our own parameters. I have accepted certain characteristics and qualities that I possess that would probably drive some of you crazy! For example, I like to think that I am a pretty good friend. I am honest and supportive… BUT I am the worst “responder” in your contact list. I can guarantee it! I don’t necessarily try to be this way, it’s just a part of who I am. I go a million miles an hour all the time and get distracted by literally anything. I can’t tell you how many times my girlfriends have gotten… “I’m sorry I am just getting back to you…” from a text weeks prior. Oops. I have friends that have accepted this of me, and know if they really need me to simply call. I have lost people in my life because they look at this as a fatal flaw from a friend. That’s okay because I ACCEPT MYSELF! Flaws and all!
I want to reach out to all of you mommas who have experienced loss. There have been so many times that I have asked myself, and even Eric, how could my body have done this? Or said that I want accept never carrying a child again. Accepting yourself in these moments feels impossible. It doesn’t look like there is light at the end of the tunnel, hell you’re not even sure you’re in a tunnel! For me, I take these moments to do some serious self-reflection. I may never carry a child again, but I CAN be a mom to another child. I may be disappointed in my body right now, but it has given me three beautiful children. In your moments of weakness, remind yourself of the strengths that you possess. Remind yourself that you are a warrior and remind yourself that no matter what you have been through, better days are ahead. Count your blessings, not your worried. Wake up and take the world on with an open heart. Please remember that my door is always open, and my phone is always on… (refer to above for best contact methods 🤣) Stay strong mommas.
Xoxo
Becca ❤
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