Acceptance

I have decided that I actually couldn’t give a rat’s ass if I never fit into skinny jeans again. I accept that my body will never be bikini ready (ok fine, it never really was), and that it is quite possible that my mommy pooch although getting smaller, will always have a place in my pants. So what? If I’m healthy and happy I need to accept that I am the way I am and just live with it. Yes, I will probably always wish I was thinner and investigate all the latest diets, but while I am as I am, I will be happy and accept it! For now that is.

So, in that spirit, this is me, as I am, with only a little editing!