Not Nice Spice
The other day my mother asked if I wanted her old celebrity gossip magazines, and I realized how boring they actually are when you have no idea who the people are in them. One celebrity couple that is quite impossible to fade is Prince William and Duchess Kate. I was fairly certain that I would marry Prince William so how ironic that he did indeed marry a Kate. Better luck in another lifetime, I guess. As a woman it’s a bit cringe worthy the amount of comments made about Kate’s physical appearance; and more so while she endured tough three pregnancies. Honestly, I didn’t know she was pregnant with a third until I saw social media and news sights blasting the absurdity of her leaving the hospital so quickly. Reporters quickly rambled by those references to focus on the real meat—she was wearing a dress, had her hair and makeup done, and wearing heels. I really wasn’t getting all the hoopla about this. Firstly, why is this headline news? Secondly, I love how a mom steps out and everyone’s gut reaction is to clothe her in critiques. Thirdly, I was disheartened by the amount of women who used this to beat themselves up and ensue self-loathing.
God forbid as a society we allow a woman to simply exist in all her beauty, strength & glory. No matter how women succeed there are plenty of people to shove her back down. Why not spur one another on? Why isn’t the dialogue, “She did what? That’s incredible!” The very place we should find community we are blanketed in criticism. My first pregnancy was very simple and the delivery had a few hiccups but nothing major. The recovery was a different story that took four months to physically resolve and over two years to emotionally and mentally grasp. The second time around, pregnancy was even simpler and the delivery was lightening speed. If I had a home birth I definitely could have been up making breakfast and back to regular routine after my delivery in the wee-morning hours (I mean, I could have but I would have chosen to milk that precious time HA!). Every woman’s story of motherhood is so entirely different. And each one has such depth in beauty it’s not possible for an onlooker to fully grasp the scope of a mother’s journey. And with each child a mother has an entirely new journey she begins alongside the ones she has already embarked on. We should come alongside each moment of motherhood with adoration and joy, and not angst and jealousy. Satan uses society to speak such LIES to mothers. Yet, God holds mothers in such high regard the creation of the world was not complete without them; and He chose a mother to bring forth his Son. I’m thankful that Kate presented herself polished and refreshed. That she chose an outfit as a nod to beloved mother in law. That she set a new standard—the messy bun & yoga pants are a choice not a uniform. That she also reminded us motherhood is not a sentence, it’s a beautiful story unfolding. Don’t waste your story comparing and measuring yourself to someone else, whom is spending their precious sleep deprived time doing the same with another mother. Embrace yourself exactly where you are. There is no shame or shortcomings in that. Your story has begun, so you should start beginning, too.
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