Acceptance (but maybe still screaming a little bit in spots.)
still screaming a little bit in spots
Last night after my session (which was a combination service and whipping session and in itself made me feel better) I treated myself to a cleansing evening at the local Korean Spa. I sat in the heat and watched the parade of local naked girls walk by and realized a couple things.
First. We women come in a LOT of shapes and sizes. Not many of them Playboy ready.
- The adorable curvy girls who mentioned being from the Pacific Northwest and sported HUGE dark bushes to prove it.
- The skinny ass lil tattoo’d and shaved (yes, down there. No landing strip, no nothing) Suicide Girl types.
- The HUGE chicks. Both tall and… well. Just big. Two of them. Taking up most the hot tub. Making me feel very very small. They were sorta loud too.
- The tiny little asian girls who sat in the water with their towel wrapped around them. Can’t tell you much of what was under there. It was tiny, and I’m thinking pretty firm.
- The freaking adorable young blonde with the tight ass, the tiny waist and the perfect perk boobies (not to mention the HUGE ovarian reserves) who probably hated her body as much as the rest of us do because she doesn’t like… well…. I’m not sure what there was to not like, but I know she was of the age where she doesn’t feel she measures up to what she, in her mind, should.
- And of course the other mommys with our soft bodies and stretch marks.
- And of course, as in any Korean Spa, the obligatory 60+ year old women who used the sitting shower the entire hour I was there. And yes, graphically scrubbed both the front AND the back door. Oh mine eyes.
So yes, I may not like my mommy belly, my sloppy boobies, nor my extra IVF pounds, and yes, I may someday get a mommy make over, but I am just about in the middle. Not so bad for being 41 and having 4 kids. And never ever working out. Ever. (Even my Wii fit has given up on me. She just looks at me and say.. oh, you again…) I think we all are. I think we should all get to spend a couple hours sitting in the hot steam of a korean spa and realize, we all have our curves and our cellulite and our war wounds, but we are all pretty awesome when we are naked. It all adds up to make us what we are. Who we’ve become.
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