I was recently inspired by my cousin (and dear friend), Nicole, to write a “30 before 30” list–a list of 30 things I wanted to do/see/accomplish before I turned 30 years of age (to be honest, she was writing a 40 before 40 list, but again, I’m a bit of an underachiever). My list includes all kinds of things: Parasailing, rock climbing, travelling around the world…I thought it would be years before I accomplished any of them (I am, after all, notorious for leaving projects unfinished), so imagine my surprise when I got home from vacation this morning and realized I could scratch off not one list item, but TWO!
Let me backtrack: in a very uncharacteristic act of spontaneity, my husband and I decided to pack up the kids and drive to Virginia Beach for a few days (List Item #12) Go on a road trip). It was glorious! The sand, the surf…the ability to walk around in a bikini…
List item #17) Wear a bikini in public
Now, wearing a bikini may not be such a big deal for most young women in their 20’s, but I have given birth to two children. Don’t get me wrong–I revel in my body’s ability to produce and sustain life. I’m a mother, a goddess! On the other hand, my poor 20-something body has totally trashed by the pregnancies and births of my children. And by trashed I mean stretch marks, an “accordion” belly, and other horrors that shall not be mentioned here.
When we walked down to the beach I had my swimming suit on, but it was cleverly hidden underneath shorts and a tank top. I had no intention of removing my clothes, but it’s hot in Virginia in the middle of August! It’s hot and I have every right to wear whatever I feel like wearing! I am a mother and a goddess, goddamnit…so off they went.
And I haven’t felt so liberated in years.