Cheers to my favorite skinny jeans that had me feeling confident from a size 20 to a 10! I’ve spent my entire adult life plus size, entering almost every year bigger than the one before, resolved to change my body, frustrated at the lack of progress from the year before. It feels strange and foreign to begin a year with contentment. To be at peace with not just my body, but my mind too. Because that’s where the bulk of the work has been put in the past few years—in realizing the weight was another thing I was using to hide myself. When I stopped hiding, when I set free the pieces of myself I had been holding in for so long, when I began to believe all of me was worthy of being seen—that’s when I was finally able to shed the weight I had been hiding behind. I have never entered a new year feeling more myself, more truly seen and known, more settled and safe. It feels really fucking good. Here’s to whatever this year may bring! oneyearlater oneyearago newyearstrongerme mombod putinthework LTKmomlife LTKootd LTKselfcare