Like most millennials, I've grown up in an era where if someone, mostly celebrities, didn't like something about themselves, they paid to have it changed. It's honestly never been a big deal to me. I never thought much about it, other than noticing. But over the past few years, trends have evolved. BBL's aren't as popular, and I’ve seen so many women removing breast implants. I also can’t forget that conversation Kylie had on that episode of The Kardashian's talking about how she regretted making those changes to her body so young. She was someone that had access to everything and decided to make those changes, only to regret it a few years later.
It got me thinking- what am I personally willing to risk now that I have kids?
My answer is definitely a lot less than it used to be. Which is ironic, because so many parts of my body look completely different now that I’ve carried two kids. My stomach is more squishy, my legs have more veins. Honestly, if someone would’ve shown me a picture of myself now and told me this is what I was going to look like after kids, I probably would’ve cried. The amount of time I spent criticizing and wanting to change my body before kids is actually insane. If I could take that time and add it to the amount of time I spent straightening my hair, I could be a doctor that speaks 3 languages and is a master chess player in my free time. I know I could pay to have my stomach more snatched, boobs more full, and whatever else the surgeon could come up with. Before kids, I’d always planned on partaking in that right of passage. However, now, I just can’t bring myself to care enough now to change it. I don’t feel the need to erase every single sign that I had babies. My mind always goes to my daughter. If Sia decides to have babies one day and comes to me complaining about her new stomach, I would still think her as perfect. It's one aspect of a whole, beautiful girl that doesn’t make or break literally anything. I tell myself the same thing in the mirror now.
Of course, this is a nuanced conversation and everything has caveats. Being overweight does pose health risks, and some injuries require plastic surgery to fix, and I completely get that. But for me personally, the casual nature that I used to approach these changes with is gone. I’m not willing to assume the risk of an unnecessary surgery anymore. It also helps that I have a husband that I know is utterly obsessed with me, regardless of any newfound physical flaw that I find and grill him about- as every husband should be.
If you are still willing to take those risks, I understand- no judgment. Every circumstance is different and it’s your decision alone to make. But it’s worth noting that you’re probably just as hot either way. You’re hot because you’re you- not because your lower stomach is flat enough to wear a low rise bikini.
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