Rays of sunshine are flying out of my butt!

Discipline is remembering what you want.  

~David Campbell

The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own.  No apologies or excuses.  No one to lean on, rely on, or blame.  The gift is yours - it is an amazing journey - and you alone are responsible for the quality of it.  This is the day your life really begins.  

~Bob Moawad

So I am obsessed OBSESSED with this new show I discovered by accident on OWN. It is called "Supersized Vs. Superskinny" well the premise is this. You take a dangerously thin person and a dangerously large person and swap their diets for a week. The whole process is overseen by a doctor so that no real harm besides some rumbly tummies will occur. Sound simple? Not when you actually see how little or how much these people are eating! For example on last nights episode it was Charlotte vs. Heather. Charlotte a skimpy eight-seven pound waif was eating only eight hundred calories a day, while her counterpart Heather who is weighing in at two hundred and eighty pounds is eating forty-one hundred calories a day! Now imagine having to switch and stick to that diet for a week. Well that is what the show is trying to do, show the bag o' bones that eating more won't hurt them and showing the orca that eating less won't kill them either. So after doing the diet for a week the two opposites part ways with healthy eating plans and meet again in three months to see how much the new lifestyle has changed them.

I think what I love the most is how tortured each side seems during the week on the swapped diet. The scarecrows are gagging and feeling ill trying to accommodate the vast quantities of food. While the tubbos are thinking about eating the person across the table since they are actually learning what hunger is. Not to mention that the show is broken up (in true British fashion) with shows within shows exploring other facets of diets and exercise trends.

So why am I rambling on and on about a silly show. Well my friends I have gained some perspective. No one is truly happy with their body no matter what. Even if you are skinny as can be or larger than life there is something that irks you about yourself. This is so depressing! I am putting my foot down and going to attempt something every morning to do and I want all of you to do it too. Each morning when you first catch sight of yourself in the mirror, and I don't care if you feel gross, have greasy hair, mascara from yesterday, or are even rocking some death breath. I want you to look at yourself and say "I am glad I am me". Immediately following you can say fuck you amazing shrinking mommy but at least we are starting the day liking ourselves. It will be hard I know! There is nothing like waking up with spit up from a nighttime feeding on your shirt, my hair plastered to one side of my head and my boobs saluting my knees, but you know what I am glad I am me!

So I am going to do this everyday. Every single damn day until I believe it! I really want to set a positive example for my littles. Let's face it we are bringing up kids in a very self loathing society and it is up to us to change that! I know we cannot censor what our kids see but we can give them the best example ever! Parents that love themselves for every little flaw they have.

Sorry for the soap box post but my eyes were opened and I am going to really try and make myself my biggest fan.

I am glad to be me!