Today before church I had Brian iron some pants for me. Pants that I have not worn in years, pre-pregnancy pants. My clothes aren't really fitting me anymore, so I thought I would take a leap and try on those pants. I needed something to wear, and they were my nice professional clothes.
I put them on and they looked terrible.
The funny thing it was not because I was popping out of them like a I was an over stuffed sausage. They were so big on me that I could in no way get by with wearing them. So I tried on another pair of pre-pregnancy pants. They were way to big, and looked ridiculous. Tried on a 3rd pair I was for sure they would fit. They were tight back in the day. Too big.
I am not on a diet. I have not been trying to lose weight. I have stopped eating "fake" foods, and I have no clothes that fit because they are too big. I am wearing a pair of shorts right now in the beginning of summer would barely button, and now whey are loose on me.
Today in the sermon our pastor was using the thought of "You are what you eat" to lead into "You are what you sing" Today we celebrated singing as a way to worship. He was talking about how you are what you eat at great length, I thought about that. I thought about how we stopped eating junk, and now my body is starting to look more like who I feel I am, and who I want to be.
I have had a private fear of my kids having the "fat mom". Not that I think of anyone else as being fat, or a fat mom. I just don't want my kids to be embarrassed of me.
Now they will just have the crazy mom that prefers they not eat gold fish. Oh well, I will be around longer that way.
For your body, you are what you eat. For your spirit, you are what you sing. The past 3 months I have been eating whole foods, and singing out of the hymnals on Sundays. I feel great.
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