Letting Me be Me

Today I want to be me so you are allowed to be you.

I used to like to try out many different styles of hair, makeup, and clothing; everything was fair game. But then I got married and felt like I needed to “tone it down” a bit. The first social group that I got involved with after getting married had some very unhealthy views and I felt pressured into dressing like the women around me; so I wore little makeup, jeans and t-shirts on a daily basis. Now there is absolutely nothing wrong with this, it’s just not me! It took me almost two years to realize that I was allowing these women to brow beat me into conforming to their ideas of what a married woman should look like. After my mini epiphany I began a life long journey of deciding not to care what those around me think of me. 

I just want to be me. 

Sometimes I do well at this goal, other times I fail miserably. I’m writing this post because lately I find myself drifting.

What is it about motherhood that makes you loose yourself? Maybe it’s the loooooooooong sleepless nights. Or the whining, tantrums, and daily disciplining of children. Or how about the never ending piles of laundry, paper work, dishes and dirt? Dirt everywhere. Maybe it’s the struggle to feel like a human being; the fight to take a shower, do your hair, get dressed, or even just east a decent meal. ‘Cause as if all that isn’t enough, there is always someone who want’s something from you; you know that ones I’m talking about. It’s enough to drive anyone crazy. In the midst of all that crazy sometimes it’s hard to remember who I am.

Lately I’ve been feeling the need to conform agian. The pull to wear yoga pants, top knots, t-shirts, and no makeup; why? Because this is the general image of a mommy that I see today. Sometimes I feel like I can’t be me because I’ll be judged for taking time to do my hair and makeup. I don’t want to put on cute clothes because I feel like people think I’m trying to be “better” than them somehow. And yes, I have had people make these comments to me throughout the years which is part of why these feelings flush up to the surface now and again.

But when did it become the norm to blend with one another? Aren’t our differences what makes each of us great?

Instead of trying to look like everyone else around me, I just want to look like me. Who is “me”? Well, Me changes on almost a daily basis. Some days Me feels really comfortable in sweats and a baggy t. Other days Me wants to feel like Audrey Hepburn, winged eyeliner and all. Then there are days Me is feeling a bit wild and wants to rock an all black edgy look. And it’s all okay because it’s Me. Not the me that I find myself being when I let the pictures and visual stimuli of social media influence and saturate my life, but the Me that God created me to be; quirks and all.

Today friends let’s be ourselves and encourage others to be themselves too. We are all beautiful, talented, strong, glorious women who are just trying to find their own way in this life. Let’s build one another up rather than tearing each other down and remember that we all have our own insecurities and doubts. So if someone else tries to make you feel bad about who you are, just smile, bless her little heart and move on. Don’t allow a few bumps along the way derail you from being you; it’s your unique blend of personality and spunk that brings more beauty into this world.

Please be you so I can be me. We’ll go a lot further together so what do you say? Want to try it with me?

With Hope,

S.

PostScript) Please hear me when I say I am NOT trying to pick on my active gear mama friends, I’m not trying to pick on or put down any mama. I’m just sharing from my heart what I find I struggle with sometimes. I know that other mommies are intimidated by the mom who seems to “have it all together” -don’t be! We all have our individual strengths and weaknesses, let’s celebrate who we are as individuals rather than judging and putting one another down all the time. No matter how a mommy chooses to dress or act, she is worthy of love and respect. 

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