Last weekend, I caught a glimpse of myself in a full-length mirror. At this point in my third pregnancy, I’ve noticed just how much my body has changed. I began this journey in a fat body, and while I’ve experienced being eight months pregnant before, it seems like each pregnancy brings its own unique challenges. Right now, I feel enormous.
Usually, I’m comfortable with my reflection. I’ve come a long way from my past struggles. I wear crop tops proudly and embrace every curve, jiggle, and roll. This body is mine, and I set the standards for how I feel about it. But that day was different. My inner cheerleader took a backseat, and all I felt was the weight of negativity.
Looking in the mirror, I didn’t see a healthy, thriving body nurturing a baby; instead, I fixated on my size and thought, “Wow, Jamie. You’re massive. How much bigger can you get in just six weeks?” I twisted and turned, critiquing my midsection, and then I caught sight of my face. It was a picture of discontent, a stark contrast to how I would react to anyone else’s body. It hit me hard—why was I so harsh on myself?
That moment left me shaken. I quickly corrected my expression and forced a smile. Though it was a tough encounter, it didn’t derail my entire day. Progress, right?
Still, I felt disheartened for wishing my size away. It felt like a betrayal to the beautiful fat people I strive to uplift. I found myself angry at the reality that no matter how much I advocate for body positivity, I still have those moments of disconnection with my own body.
I worry about being perceived as insincere. I want to be authentic in my journey. Even though I celebrate diverse bodies, I still grapple with negative self-talk. I hate that I fall into this trap.
I’m tired of these thoughts. I’m done with them. I want to be free from the self-doubt that plagued me for years. Nevertheless, living in a fat body can be challenging. I’m constantly aware that society often views my body as something that needs to change. That awareness can be exhausting.
It’s disheartening to feel that self-acceptance is conditional on making physical changes. I’ve worked hard to reframe my mindset, but it’s not a simple process. I don’t have a magic solution to shield myself from external judgment and body shaming.
There was a time when I hated my body more than I loved it. Now, I’m fortunate to love it more often, but both feelings coexist within me. I understand that it’s unrealistic to expect total transformation. I still have deep-rooted scars regarding body image, and there will be tough days when negativity creeps in unexpectedly.
I often find myself needing support to combat those negative thoughts. My partner, friends, and supportive online communities play a crucial role in helping me navigate these feelings. Platforms like Instagram can provide a much-needed positivity boost. Sometimes, I simply have to ride out the uncomfortable emotions and allow myself to have a bad day or even a bad month. Life can get overwhelming, and self-love can easily fall off the priority list.
Finding my way back to self-acceptance is key for me. I refuse to regress into a place of self-hatred again. The thought of returning to that mindset terrifies me; it was like living in a prison of my own making.
So, I will continue to talk about my body as if it’s a miracle, even on days when it feels like a burden. I believe my body is worthy, even when I struggle to see it that way. But let’s be clear—my journey of body positivity isn’t a complete triumph. The battle against negative self-talk is ongoing, and I’m committed to fighting it every step of the way.
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In summary, embracing my fat body doesn’t mean I’m free from negative thoughts. I work hard to combat my inner critic, and while there are challenging days, I remain committed to self-love and acceptance. The journey is ongoing, but I’ll continue to fight for my mental well-being.