Monday, August 17, 2009

Take the Plunge

On Saturday, Punkin and I attended the birthday party of one of her classmates. A pool party to be exact.

When we got the invitation I immediately went into panic mode -- I was going to have to wear a bathing suit. In front of people! Never mind the fact that I went to the beach twice this summer and wore a bathing suit -- in front of people! That was easy! Those people were strangers.

Honestly, though, I don't mind wearing a swimsuit even in front of people I know. Those people, for the most part, love me for who I am. Cellulite and all.

Well, don't you know these people, you ask? No. Not really. I see these people occasionally. Add to that the fact that Punkin's school is in the heart of a very wealthy county full of stay at home moms who spend a lot of time at the gym. Or at least they look like they do. These are the types of moms who intimidate the heck out of me. The ones whose jeans are pressed, whose clothes never have a stain on them. The moms whose nails and toenails are always painted, whose purse doesn't look like it just traveled with a St. Bernard up a snowy slope. These are the moms whose hair is always just so, or if it's not, it's so artfully tousled as to still be perfect.

But, Punkin won't swim with out me. I've come to learn that I can't force her to do things she doesn't want to do (a lesson that I've learned the hard way and another post for another day!). So, if we were going to go and have fun, then I was just going to have to get over myself.

So, we packed up our suits (and my courage) and we went. And you know what? There were all kinds of moms there. Skinny moms. Fat moms. In between moms. Blonde moms. Brunette moms. Harried moms. Calm moms. I saw several moms who didn't bring their suits, who preferred to sit on the side of the pool and watch. And I saw moms like myself who got in the pool and played with their kids.

As the party wore on, I realized that I'm pretty comfortable in who I am in a lot of ways. My body may not be perfect, but I like it. Well, maybe not like it, but I'm certainly not ashamed of it. I'm finally comfortable in my own skin. I also realized that I like the kind of mom I am, and after the past several months, let me tell you, that was a good feeling.

I also realized that I don't feel inferior to those women anymore. I'm not quite sure how that happened, but it's a good feeling. And just think, if I hadn't gone, if I had let fear hold me back, I might never have discovered this about myself.

What are you letting fear hold you back from?


Sass E-mum said...

I don't know. I think I'm too frightened to think about it in case I have to, y'know, DO something about it.

Procrastination is my personal nightmare. See, I'm blogging - that means there's something else I should be doing.

Michele said...

You are quite brave! We attended a pool party this summer and I did not done a swim suit or get in the water.

I think all my biggest fears come from the kiddos - am I doing this parenting thing all right? fearfull of screwing up the kids?

Laurel said...

I totally avoided bathing suit season this year--not an easy thing to do in AZ by the way, but I just wasn't feelin' it with some extra baby weight hanging on. So my hat's off to you!

Katie @ Can't Get There said...

Oh good! Now will you come over to my house and braid my hair and teach ME all of your secrets?? :)

Really, though, I've come to the same realization about being me in front of people. Sometimes it's tough and then I just have to say, "Screw it. I'll be the confident one."

Fear does keep me from trying new things, though. I've gotten tons better, but I still struggle with that issue a lot. Especially if there will be people watching when I try something new.