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Being A Delicious Mom is more than just being MILFy or SuperMom. Both terms are definitely compliments to any mother, don't get me wrong, but in actuality, they are unsubstantial. Being a Delicious Mom is about being a Woman and Loving YOURSELF. Once you achieve this, you and your children will benefit in soooo many ways.
Here is my Delicious tale:
I remember when I first had my daughter. I was so excited/scared/anxious/happy...all at the same time. I felt the extreme reality that I was now officially in charge of the raising and caring of another human being. I read all of the "How to Raise Kids" books, I perused all of the internet parenting sites, and I took all of the mommy classes. I was ready to be a MOM.
I loved being a mom. I loved the sticky candy kisses, the knee hugs, and all of the other little things associated with my precious little ones. I became a pro at fending off those pesky Closet Monsters. I found joy in the smallest gesture such as the look of happiness in a 3 year old's eyes when I allowed Dora to be played again...for the 15th time. However, somewhere in the midst of My Amazing & Never Boring World of Mommyhood, I lost something very important... I lost myself.
I became like the many women who try so hard to be the perfect mom that I forgot about me. I focused too much energy on whether to feed my kids organic vegetables, the dangers of microwaving their oatmeal in plastic containers, and of course, my arch nemesis...GERMS! I no longer got pedicures. My hair was ALWAYS in a ponytail. Make-up...what's that? I couldn't shed my baby weight. My relationship with my girlfriends was virtually non-existent. I had thrown myself into the deep end of the Motherhood pool and I seriously needed saving.
My "saving" came in the form of my husband and my sister. These are the two individuals in my life who will always tell me the truth, no matter how ugly it may be. They enlightened me to my road to maternal destruction. They let me know that they saw in me an individual that was being smothered by her distorted view of SuperMom.
So, I began my search for myself. I thought back to how I was in my Pre-knocked-up days. I began jogging again. I discovered Pilates. I made it a point to have girl time at least once a week…be it a phone call or over a cup of White Chocolate Mocha with Nonfat milk and Hold the Whipped Cream. Girl's Night Out took place once a month. While the kids were napping, instead of cleaning, I curled up with a good book. I also made time to attend a few cooking classes. I got the occasional pedicure and started experimenting with different hairstyles.
Today, I am happy to report that I have lost ALL of my baby weight and then some....hello, high school jeans! My hair and nails have never looked better (pre-natal vitamins...that's the secret). I now host my OWN cooking classes...and people actually LIKE it. My friendships have never been more fulfilling....I don't know what I would do without my girlfriends! And most important of all, I'm HAPPY...really and truly happy. The best part out of all of this is that my kids can sense the change. In turn, my kids are happier. How awesome is that?! Because I am now taking better care of myself, I can take better care of my kids.
"If you want your children to be happy, spend more time teaching them joy by embodying it" ~Oprah
