Work It Wednesdays: How This Mom Embraced Her Swimsuit Body

Happy Wednesday, Kansas City! Although the weather says otherwise, swimsuit season is upon us. Just the thought of it might make your stomach turn, but our Mom Squad Ambassador, Connie shares how she embraced her swimsuit body on her recent vacation. So, while you’re dreaming for warmer weather, take a look!

Work It Wednesdays: How This Mom Embraced Her Swimsuit Body

So I just got back from a 10 day long cruise to the Caribbean. And it was absolutely every bit as fantastic as I thought it was going to be. When you take one vacation every 8 years, its bound to be great, right? So, anyway, I found myself, as a lot of us do, sort of dreading the whole swimsuit part of being on a cruise.

I have come to peace with my body in recent years, but swimsuits are just something I am not naturally comfortable in. My large muscular thighs, nicknamed Thelma and Louise, are way too good of friends and chat with each other all day, which makes chaffing an issue. And then my smallish chest for my build, again something I have come to accept and even love, makes it hard to find the right fit. The swimsuit struggle is real. So I ordered some suits that I loved from Amazon and packed a couple of my old ones from last summer, and took my overly exhausted, desperately in need of a break self to Puerto Rico and got on a boat.

I love warm weather and I love the water. I love hanging out on a beach with my feet in the sand and a good book. This is my idea of heaven. And my idea of heaven includes swimsuits. Ironic? Yes. But there you have it. I have always admired people who have the confidence to rock suits that I never would. Tiny bikinis, one piece suits with tons of cut outs, you get the idea. I have also always admired people who had the confidence to take pictures in their swimsuits. I am the self-proclaimed queen of the selfie, but full body pictures fully clothed are not always my jam, let alone in a swimsuit. I tend to take lots of pictures of the view from my beach chair, or pool chair and then a festive selfie that at most shows off my shoulders with a fun caption like “Summer has arrived!” Now my love of selfies doesn’t necessarily stem from a lack of body confidence, but more of a “I know the best angle from which to take a picture” sort of mentality.

I’m getting to the point of this post, I promise. Day three of our cruise we got to spend the day in gorgeous, breathtaking, awe inspiring St. Lucia. Our excursion for the day included a tour on a speed boat and a day at the beach with lunch and rum punch provided. While we were enjoying our rum punch on this gorgeous beach with the Pietans in the background, a man rowed up in a canoe filled with fresh fruit he had picked himself that morning. Now, blame it on the rum punch or on the thrill of vacation, but as the day went on, and after I had purchased not one, but two delicious fresh fruit and rum smoothies from said fruit man, I asked if I could have my picture taken with him.

And I was in my swimsuit!

Gasp—shock—awe—what?!?!? And then, without even a second thought, thanks to free wifi on the beach, I posted that picture. A full length shot of me in a swimsuit standing next to a man who easily could have won physique competitions. Now, in years past, I would have looked at that picture and decided that my legs looked too big or it was from an unflattering angle or that I looked sad and out of shape next to a man with that physique. This time, I posted it! On Facebook! For people to see!

And do you know what happened next? Nothing. Well, not nothing. People commented about the caption about the beautiful man and his cancer fighting fruit smoothies and the rum involved. Not one comment about my suit and how I shouldn’t be posing in it, or what I looked like in it. And it was liberating. I didn’t overanalyze, I didn’t question, I just posted. I was enjoying my vacation and wanted the world to know. I was not a model in a suit, but I was me, in a suit on a stunning beach in St. Lucia. And I looked happy. I looked relaxed. Thelma is out there in front, showing off her muscles and her strength, but instead of cringing or wondering if I looked too big, I smiled and thought “I love this place!”

I am not saying I will spend my entire summer taking full length swimsuit shots for the world to see, but I am telling you that I am done obsessing over how I look in pictures and what I look like in a swimsuit. My body is mine, and its been through a fair share of battles and surgeries and yo yo diets and sizes. But its stuck with me so far. 15 years from now, I’m going to wish I had the body I have today. I’m not going to spend the next 15 years wishing it away, or hiding it. I am healthy and I am happy and that is what I see when I look at this picture. And what I see is really all that matters. It took a lot of time to get here, but I have arrived!

From iFamily to Yours,

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