What do you dread at Christmas? I’m going to be extremely honest and tell you I dread something that to some can be extremely shallow or in poor taste but I’m going to write about it anyways:
I dread gaining weight!
I have dubbed it the “Christmas Chub”. It’s kind of like the “Freshman Fifteen”, except for the fact that instead of coming once in your young life while your metabolism is still that of a cheetahs! it comes every stinking year!
By the time Christmas morning hits I am trying to hide behind presents and children while me husband is capturing memories with the camera because all I’m worried about is my newly developed muffin top showing for posterity.
This year I told myself enough is enough! I want to feel comfortable in my own skin during holiday parties and fun activities with family and friends. Right now is all about spending time with loved ones, making new memories to cherish, and following fun family traditions. Instead I’m contemplating starting up bulimia after eating my 10th cookie and a Christmas Party.
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All of my anxiety about weight gain emerges from a battle with a past eating disorder and I have felt very alone and isolated because of it.
I would constantly ask myself is this normal to feel like this or is this my anorexia trying to creep it’s way up to the surface again?
Luckily I decided to start talking. After having a few in depth conversations with friends I realize a lot of women have this same trigger.
Let’s just say its hard not to be products of our environment!
How to make it STOP:
What seems to help me is to constantly be reminding myself of who I really am and what my goals are; it has kept my imbibing and serious binging at bay.
Best ways to remind myself of the Boho Goddess within are:
- Holiday family activities where I am a active participant
- Daily Meditation
- Listening to Music and or a Podcast that sparks my passions
- Always be reading an uplifting book (that means if I am reading about true crime with death and violence I am also reading a beautiful book tike “Big Magic” to spark my creativity and positivity.)
With all that said lets cut the shit. I sometimes still give in and cheat. I stuff myself to the brim despite my best efforts.
The key is I enjoy it!
I don’t beat myself up over the fact I had way too much shortbread, or drank my daily allotted calories in eggnog alone. I am kind of gentle with myself. The Goddess within deserves a little indulgence and shouldn’t be punished for it. I stop, take a breath, I might laugh a little at myself, and then I let go.
By relaxing and reminding myself to let go of the guilt this holiday season, I have been able to have the best Christmas time ever yet so far.
So, my fellow Goddesses, the moral of my story is to reduce the likelihood of the “Christmas Chub” just chill the fuck out! and appreciate the holidays with your families and friends. Number one is to not be so harsh on yourself. No matter what size we are, we are all beautiful Goddesses. It is so easy for me to see that beauty and glow in all of you but much harder to flip it and internalize that love. I will continue to remind myself, as I hope you will too, of the feminine divinity in each of us.
Truly, enjoy your holiday!,
Om Shanti (Peace to the World),
and Namaste Bitches!