Comparing ourselves to others has become a way of life.  We all do it.  Her job is better…she’s skinnier than me…I wish I had her house…she has more money than I do…I would do anything to have her legs, I hate mine…why don’t I have the same kind of free time as she does…and so on and so on.  It’s a very dangerous and slippery slope.  As soon as we compare ourselves to others we are diminishing the wonderful things we have going for us.  Surely your life can’t be that bad.  

I myself have been guilty of this since having my baby.  I find myself happy, with a beautiful and healthy baby girl, a wonderful husband, a home and job I love, unyet I compare.  My biggest comparison would be body image related.  When you’re pregnant, you get told all the time how beautiful you are and how amazing you look.  After the baby, the compliments come to a screeching halt.  Now you’re just a fat mom trying to loose your baby weight.  You now get sympathy  looks and pep talks.  ”Hang in there.”  ”You’ll loose the weight.”   Although the good intentions are there it seems like every comment is a validation that I’m fat and currently look brutal, but cuteness is just around the corner “when I get more of a routine”.

So where does the comparison come in?  My world is very online.  I’m a blogger, I’m on social media all the time, and while I love it, there are many slaps in the face that hit me every time I log on.  I am in awe of the new moms who have been able to post cute outfit pics of themselves just weeks after having their baby.  Rewind to just weeks after having had my baby….I was an all day milking machine wearing some sort of muumuu type thing {No, not MiuMiu}.  A shower in a day was a major victory.  Leaving the house, dressed, was an award worthy moment.  So who are these girls?  Why do they look so good?  How are they so skinny already?  Why can’t I get my sh*t together to be a {perceived} Wonder Woman?  And here come the comparisons.

While I admire these women for putting themselves out there and rocking it, I’m here to acknowledge the mommies like me or any ladies who feel like they can’t “keep up”.  Keeping up with the Jones’ {or the Kardashians} is a counter productive use of your time.  You are who you are.  Look to other women who inspire you and help motivate you to make improvements to your life.  Ignore those who bring you down {even if it’s unintentional}.  Embrace your truth.

My truth:
* I gained more than 30 pounds during my pregnancy
* I am not fitting my pre-baby clothing
* I currently hate any shoe with a heel
* Taking off PJ’s and putting on sweat pants counts as getting dressed
* my house does not look perfect….ever!
* as much as I love when my baby sleeps, my favourite part of my day is when she wakes up
* I put on a bit of makeup everyday because it makes me feel pretty

I am working on eliminating dangerous comparing from my life.  I have so many wonderful people and things to be grateful for and should focus on that.  After all, if I just hang in there, the weight will come off when I get a bit more of a routine;)  How about you?  Do you compare?

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