At some point you have to stop wearing maternity clothes.
At three months out I’m in that weird “can wear regular pants but still occasionally wear maternity pants” stage. A stage I just made up a name for.
The thing is, I have these maternity pants that don’t really look like maternity pants. They just have a big elastic waistband at the top instead of a button and zipper…pants I will not wear anymore because that description just made me shudder.
They’re comfy, they’re easy, I’ve gotten used to them.
I have lost all of the weight I gained in my pregnancy with Silas.
Which just means that now I get to start working on the left over pregnancy weight from Eli, Cora and Ezra.
My problem is that when I’m wearing those maternity pants I forget about working out or dieting. Those stretchy band pants are significantly looser than they were when I was 9 months pregnant.
I feel good about where I’m at in relation to where I was.
Then I step on the scale. The scale does not lie.
The scale tells me where I’m at in relation to where I should be.
It’s a wake up call from my stretchy pants.
After a while the weight can no longer be blamed on the baby. It transitions from baby weight to just normal “no excuse” weight.
Ten years from now no one is going to take me seriously if I call it baby weight.
I asked Jesus into my heart when I was 5-years-old. Then I did it again about 6 more times to make sure it had stuck.
Suffice to say, I didn’t have a dramatic conversion experience.
I always felt bad about that, like I was less of a Christian because I hadn’t been saved from much. I was a good little girl and I wasn’t too much of a trouble maker growing up. Well, there was that one time…
However, comparing myself to “others” who are out there sinning is like wearing my maternity pants.
I’m looking at what I could have been instead of what I should be:
Live in peace with each other
Always try to be kind to each other
Be joyful always
Give thanks in all circumstances
Avoid every kind of evil
Be imitators of God
Do all things without grumbling or complaining
Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit.
Although I could be worse, I could also be better.
Ten years from now no one is going to take me seriously if I’m the same person then as I am today.
Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is–his good, pleasing and perfect will. For by the grace given me I say to every one of you: Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the measure of faith God has given you. Romans 12:2-3, emphasis mine