Wednesday, January 31, 2007

My Milkshake brings all the Boys to the Yard....

hummm – thanks to Lotta I had an interesting read over at Under The Mad Hat I think though that the ilk of what us we aspire to be FUTURE MILF's is exactly what The Mad Hat sort of pointed out - she mentioned that obviously we were a MILF to someone because we would not be Mommies if someone hadn't F'd Us...and while yes i agree - to my husband I am one sexy MILF...

For many of us we don’t aspire to be a Size 6 – I have no aspirations of that because quite frankly I have never been a size 6…I went right from the largest junior’s size (odd numbers…no 6) I could find into “Womens World”.

To me MILF takes on a lot of feelings…and words alone can’t express feelings…

To me being a FUTURE MILF is taking responsibility for MY life…putting ME first when it comes to my health and well-being.

When I got married I weighed 165 lbs…can I just tell you that is the lowest I have ever been in my adult life…I spent most of my high school life weighing over 200 lbs…I had friends but boyfriends were few and far between…before my senior year I lost about 50 lbs…I started my senior year weighing about 165-170…while not exactly skinny-minny and still outweighing most of my friends by a good 20-30 lbs I got noticed…for once in my life I had boys noticing me…Imagine the boost in my self-esteem…I wasn’t a Size 6.

I specifically choose a college where no one else from my high school was going…WHY? So I could effectively re-invent myself – I could be the outgoing party girl if I wanted to…and guess what I had the time of my life – I would not trade my experiences (well there are a few I would) for anything. Was I skinny…nope….was I a size 6 nope…but I FELT GOOD, WONDERFUL and had great SELF-ESTEEM.

After getting married and having kids (you don’t even want to know what twins do to your body – it ain’t a pretty picture) weight crept back on and while I have a very dear husband who loves me no matter what and I will always be a MILF to him…that doesn’t matter if you fall out of love with yourself…you lose some of that self-esteem because the body you see in the mirror isn’t that same one you saw 10 years ago…

Now I am not deluding myself – I don’t expect to have the same body I did 10 years ago…My skin is stretched in places and I have stretch marks…but to me for every lb. I lose is a victory to myself…a victory showing that I am starting to LOVE myself again – that I am putting myself first…with every lb. I lose I gain back a little more self esteem that I’ve slowly lost over the past few years…

So I guess to me I don’t care who would like to F’ me…I am in this to be a FUTURE MILF that I would Like to F*@# :)

2 comments:

Lotta said...

Whoooyeaaaaa! Thanks so much for sharing your story too!!!

Jules said...

Awesome. I love it. You go girl!