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This Is 36

It is no great mystery that celebrities have been baring it all for years. So much nudity, so little time. Keira Knightly was one of my favorites. I admired her decision to bear her itty bitty, perky, 29-year-old, childless breasts to the world. But why not go a step further? Why not just an average, middle class, 36-year-old mother of three with 4 years of breastfeeding under her belt? Can we applaud and celebrate that? I don’t need my body drenched in baby oil, or an overabundance of photoshopped champagne to be splooging down my ass crack with intent to “break the internet” like Kimye. In fact the only thing I have in common with that duo is that one of them has a vagina. I want real and genuine. I want truth, and the truth can still be beautiful.

I have been exceptionally thin all of my life. I get it from my momma. That doesn’t put me into some distorted stereotypical mold with a personality to match. I am no stranger to whispers, rumors and insulting jabs in regard to my weight or to being shunned simply because of the clichéd judgement of others. Our bodies do not define us, although society seems to forget that. The media likes to constantly remind us to second guess ourselves and push us to feel inadequate. Women can’t win. We are either too fat or too thin and we despise it, but as women we can be ruthless. We contribute to this insanity. We are part of the problem in this never-ending vicious cycle. It makes us feel better about ourselves to discuss what we perceive as flaws in others. Well, I’m done. I’ve had enough.

Ladies! Let’s grab our proverbial balls and tell ourselves that we are all pretty fucking awesome. Let’s stop trying to look like what the media perceives as strong, beautiful and sexy. Let’s feel that way about ourselves regardless!
This is 36. This is 3 kids. This is a minivan driver. This is a soccer mom. This is a PTA member. This is type A. This is a member if not possibly the president of the itty bitty titty committee. This is a wife, a daughter and a friend. This is a bean pole, a skinny bone jones, a skeleton, and a toothpick.

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“So what if you don’t have boobs or an ass, at least you’re skinny.”

     “Eat a fucking cheeseburger.”         “Get your thyroid checked.”

“Lucky.”                                    “Too skinny.”

                                                     “Skinny bitch.”

         “Not attractive.”                                          “No cushion. No good.”

         “You must never eat.”                                   “You have it easy.”

                                                      “You look sick”

I will never be “stacked” or voluptuous, nor athletic and “ripped,” but I accept that. This is me and after 30 years, I embrace it with confidence.

No matter your size, color, gender, or physical attributes, keep doing you and own it. Smile and give recognition to the beautiful being in the mirror staring back at you. Isn’t it about time?

About the author

Sara Pittman

Sara is from sunny San Diego CA. She is a wife, busy mother of 3 and amateur chef stumbling through organized chaos on a daily basis using sarcasm and humor to soften the blow...that's what she said. She will take any opportunity to demonstrate the running man in public and enjoys being a sarcastic smart ass.

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  • This is a wonderful post Sarah! I love your raw honesty. I have definitely faced similar comments in the past. I think people think that because you’re skinny these comments don’t sting. Thanks for this!

  • You are so right! I’ve never understood people’s need to judge others. I don’t base my worth on comparing myself to people who are not me and don’t live my life in my body. I, too, have always been on the thinner side (yet never thin enough to achieve my dream of dancing professionally) and with my first three babies shed pounds uncontrollably while breastfeeding. It’s partly due to lifestyle but mostly, what our bodies look like is genetics and even if it isn’t, what business is it of mine how someone else looks? How about if all just celebrate life, love and happiness!

  • I am not sure how I stumbled upon your wonderful blog but I have laughed until I cried and then cried until I laughed with some of your post.

    I thought I would give a man’s perspective on this……

    Let me start by saying WOW! And holy crap WOW! You are a stunning beautiful woman. You should be very proud of your body and your husband is one lucky man (although he may not believe it sometimes). He is a lucky man not because of how you look but because you love the way you look and are damn proud of it. Often times women get caught up in the “how do I look” stage of life but we as men just want our wives, girlfriends, daughters to just be happy with who they are and their appearance. A woman happy with her appearance is beautiful no matter if she is a size 0 or a size 20.

    Thanks for keeping it real! Good luck!

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