Sunday, December 16, 2007

Humbled

If you are a woman who has children then you must realize by now that there is no female pride. Every girl “coming of age” is usually very proud of herself, a pride that increases the more her looks develop and her womanly attributes become full bloom. Taking care of her looks and image is a in most cases, a young woman’s pride and joy.

This was me like fifteen years ago. Come first baby all that just vanished. You get pregnant and think water retention, fat retention and huge feet are just in the package. When pregnancy is over things will go back to normal. Normal being a svelte, flawless you. Then you give birth and it hits you. I am or used to be a beautiful sexy being who likes things perfect and maintained an image of having together, now I am lying on bed with my legs tied up, gassed out of my wits, helpless waiting for the baby to come. Dare I be proud after that? I don’t think so. Do I feel like I have to be in full control of my body and life and looks? I don’t think so.

If you are a woman with children like me, then you my dear have been humbled like I have.

Still some part of me wants to be so elegant and all together. I give it a try every now and then. Like trying to wear high heels, it makes taking care of children while shopping really difficult. But it got me thinking. I have to be a little more flexible about how I look. So I am now taking a different approach to it. Making things more simple. So off to the mall I go, bought some nice ballerina shoes, it make me feel good that they are in style right now, but come to think of it, what isn’t basically everything goes these days. Also no fancy abayas and minimal make up. You see you would not want your make-up to rub on your baby’s face, right.

So in short go for minimum accessories, those that only work well with three children to take care of on outings.

To compensate, I am trying to spend real effort on improving my skin, hair and body. With good maintenance and working out. After all I don’t want to feel like I am just letting my body degenerate.

I am not feeling bad about the whole thing, a few years from now I will look back in yearning for the time when my children were so young. And I certainly will not regret not wearing heels while shopping with my children.