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Growing up, I was always told to never ask a woman if she is pregnant. And, to drill it even more in my head, it was emphasized that even if I am 99.9% sure she is expecting, I still should not ask. I am now a mother of three children. Therefore, here are a few reasons why (and I will leave out the fact that I have publicized my struggles with body, diet, and exercise, and my past eating disorder). I have held on tight to a ride that was wilder than any roller coaster that exists. I had felt a “sinking feeling” in the pitRead More →

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It was a gorgeous, early September day. After giving up my morning run to take the kids to the state fair, I felt motivated to get some exercise later in the day. Feeling guilty about leaving my husband home with three kids, I begged one of my boys to come with me. After multiple rejections, I whispered in my oldest son’s ear that I’d take him for an ice cream cone. That’s all it took. He hopped in the stroller, and off we ran to our brand new neighborhood Italian ice and frozen custard shop. The kids in our area have watched this shop come toRead More →

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Pants have never been my thing. But, obviously, due to social standards, I wear them. When I look in the mirror, I see something very different than what most see. A girl referred to me as “tiny” the other day, and the only thought that went through my head was, “I wish.”  I was just wandering through a boutique today actually, and as I checked out the mannequin wearing a swimsuit, analyzed every curve, or lack thereof, and feature of its body. I saw perfection. Her inner thighs didn’t touch, she had long, skinny legs, and the flattest stomach that would even be possible. I,Read More →

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“I don’t want them to see my body,” the 5-year-old screamed down from the top of the staircase when her mom asked her to come downstairs. I watched as my friend teared up–terrified, sad, and troubled. I happened to have not heard what she yelled down, but my friend made sure to repeat it to me.  Not much makes me speechless, but when my friend continued by sharing a story, I was in disbelief. She explained that just a few weeks ago her 5-year-old daughter came home from camp after a day filled with swimming, fun activities, and bunk camaraderie, and said, “Mommy, some ofRead More →