Polka Dots and Momma Hips
I was in the south of France this past weekend hanging with some friends. I always love hanging with these particular friends because one – she’s French. And it’s fun to get the whole French experience. She’s also a very French cook. She makes meals I would never even think of and it helps me think outside of the box when preparing my own meals with my family. Thirdly, we get to do things I probably wouldn’t do on my own – like visit a ‘vide grenier’ or basically a garage sale.
They happen to live near a really rich are (hello south of France!) and so a garage sale where rich people are getting rid of their stuff is kinda fun. You can find some gems. One of the first stops there was a rack of dresses. Some where not my style but there was this one that was so beautiful. It was a very classic little black dress with capped sleeves and a Peter Pan collar. It flared out a bit right above the hips and came right above the knees. It was perfect. I checked the tag – it was also Valentino. Yes. Please.
I was holding it up to me telling my friend how much I thought it was so cute. I was actually considering buying it. I just wasn’t sure it was going to fit. I am rather tall and not your average size. But I was admiring it all the same.
The lady who was running this booth came over to ‘help’ us. As she looked at me sizing up this dress she then said “Oh, that won’t fit you. You have mom hips.”
Ummmm, thanks?
Now, I shared this on Facebook the other day and a lot of you were consoling me, telling me not to worry about what she said. I thought I’d follow up on the blog because you know what, what she said didn’t bother me at all.
Here’s the thing. I love my body. I am very happy with the way I look. I do have mom hips, that has never been a secret. In fact, I’m pretty sure my mom said that to me even before having kids because you know what – she has them too. I am six feet tall and nothing about me is small. I have big hands and big feet. My boobs are deflated from having babies and I have stretch marks on my stomach. I have broad shoulders and will never be petite. And you know what?
I’m okay with that.
I am okay with my body. Even more than that, I like the way I look! Sure, there are things about myself that aren’t my favorite but the way I look at it is this: no one is perfect. If we spend our lives lamenting about all our imperfections, we are taking no time to enjoy how beautiful we are. I will never be the prettiest girl in the world, but I’m pretty. I have mom hips, but those mom hips helped birthed two beautiful boys.
I want to think of myself in the same way I think of my boys. God did not make a mistake when creating me. Or you. He was very specific in how He made us. He didn’t want me to be a size 2. He wanted me to be just the way I am, mom hips and all. Why crap on God’s beautiful handiwork because I don’t look like something I think I’m supposed to look like? Instead, I choose to see the beauty in what He created – me. Mom hips, big feet, broad shoulders and all. I am exactly the way I was meant to be.
By the way, I bought these cute jeans (as well as some other cute things!) at the garage sale. Black polka dot skinny jeans that fit my mom hips for 2 euros. And not from the same lady. I call that a win!
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Natalia is a mom to two crazy boys and wife to one handsome dude. She lives in France part of the year where her husband plays professional basketball, but she hails from Southern California. The hubs was born & raised in Nassau, Bahamas, which makes them an intercultural, interracial family traveling the globe together since 2007. She loves to cook (but mostly eat), hang with her fam, be adventurous, & find ways to stay girlie in a house full of men. On her site you can find loads of hair tutorials, makeup ideas, & fashion tips for the everyday woman. She believes that beauty and fashion don't have to be intimidating and that every woman should learn to embrace her own beauty. TwitterFacebookGoogle LinkedIn
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