I walked into the room full of confidence. I felt great and had boundless energy. It was my day 46 of the Whole30 and I had amassed more non-scale victories than I could count. What Whole30ers like to refer to as Tigers Blood was running through my veins. For those of you who haven’t experienced it, think very long lasting runners high. To top things off, I had relegated two outfits to the donation pile in the last two days because they were too big and the outfit I had on was very loose.
As I approached my daughter’s sports banquet armed with a salad and guacamole dip feeling like a health evangelist, a well-meaning Mom approached me. “Thank you for bringing the salad. How do you have so much energy and do it all, especially with being pregnant?”
My body tensed up and I could feel the tears steaming up in my eyes. There were no less than twenty people standing around me. I wish I could say it is the first time someone has said something like this to me, but that wouldn’t be the truth. For a few years of my life, it literally happened all the time. I’ve already shared a bit about my disdain for my stomach in The Pursuit of Ketosis – Day 4 and I could probably write another twenty blogs about it.
I froze while I decided how to respond. In the past, I have slipped into my snotty b-i-t-ch persona and completely humiliated the person. Since this was my daughter’s team event I couldn’t do that. I couldn’t embarrass Taylor.
I slipped into partial snotty B character, and said, “I’m not pregnant” and literally flipped my hair in the woman’s face while I stomped away.
How can one word or one question from another person turn our emotions, mood, and self-esteem upside down? It is so scary. I really worry about women everywhere. I am blessed to have a high self-esteem and still felt absolutely deflated by her question. What about other women who are more vulnerable?
Let’s all make an effort to build our fellow women friends up vs. tear one another down!