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Evolved Mommy | July 22, 2019

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The Mom Bikini: Real or Myth - Evolved Mommy

I haven’t worn a bikini since 2003, and even then it was for one fleeting weekend when I was feeling unreasonably confident. The pictures from that trip say so. We were at the beach, I was feeling all hawt and thin. In reality my belly was pudgy and I had no business in a two-piece. At least it was the off-season and the only person who saw me was the West Indies bartender.

Is it a ridiculous goal to want to wear one again? Here I am 35 years old, and trying to loose a significant spare tire off my middle. Even if I do shed said spare tire won’t the skin just hang there like a flap?
I mean, is it possible to have a flat tummy again really? Without Photoshop?

Or should I be content to live the rest of my life wearing tankinis and one-piece swimsuits? Am I done forever with the bikini? Should I just let the idea go?

The internal conflict is this:

If I let it go then I have given up. But if I continue to fight for the bikini am I setting myself up for failure? For something that is unattainable, and unreasonable expectation?

Which is worse? Which is better?


Photo courtesy of Flickr user Scott Robinson (c)