I really try to be uplifting and positive. My husband gets really annoyed sometimes because I'm always trying to find the positives in a situation, or in a person's attitude. I don't like to sling around negativity, because I know that it will come back and bite me in the armpit. With that being said, I am only human and I need to get things off my chest sometimes.
It has been brought to my attention that a "certain someone" has been calling me names for the last decade or so. I'll spare you the curse words, but it basically comes down to calling me lazy and fat. I think it's really sad when an adult person resorts to calling another adult person names behind their backs. Is it because I wouldn't do that? Is it because I try to be nice to everyone as much as possible that I can't imagine being this way, even behind someone's back?
So to this "certain someone", I just have a few things to say of my own:
I used to be pretty small. Not Kate Moss circa 1990, but pretty nice. That was in high school. These days, I am quite a bit larger, and yes, I guess I am a bit overweight. Do you know why I look this way? This body, that you feel you have the right to so freely criticize to anyone who will listen, has brought into this world three amazing children. They grew inside it's walls. It nourished them in their early days, and comforts them when they are hurt or sad. These arms that are still waving goodbye long after I've actually left the room, give the best hugs. My belly may not be made like a washboard, but it's nice and comfy when my kids need to cuddle. My husband doesn't dislike my body. I mean, we have three kids, so there must be some redeeming quality for it, right? If he doesn't have negative things to say about it, then what business is it of yours? My body doesn't hurt you, so why do you feel the need to try to hurt me? If I wanted to give you a taste of your own medicine, I would ask you what your excuse is? Being a man, you haven't had children, so I know that's not it...Hmmm...puzzling...
As far as being lazy, that's just plain ridiculous. I work a full-time job where I run my tail off all day every day. I then come home and chase after three children all evening, make them dinner, help with homework, play my toddler's favorite game "get me" where I chase her all over the place, then it's bath time and bed time. SO, basically, I am on the move from 6am to around 11pm Monday through Friday, and my weekends are just as busy. Lazy people don't clean the house, do the laundry, go grocery shopping and try to have as much fun with their kids as possible on Saturday, then get up early and have the whole family out the door for TWO church services on Sundays. I deserve some downtime every now and again, but rarely do I take it. Even on maternity leave I haven't been lazy. I've taken a total of TWO naps in the eight weeks I've been off of work. I have spent more time than usual on Facebook, however, where I see what you've been up to. I KNOW you aren't lazy. I've gotten a lot of requests for cows or corn seeds or whatever from you for Farmville, and boy am I jealous of your gazillion point high scores on all those slot games you play. Did you not know those are posted ALL. DAY. LONG. on my newsfeed? You're a pretty busy guy for sure!
I don't know if you are projecting your own insecurities on to me to make yourself feel better or what, but if you are, I think that is truly sad. I try to be a good person. I am the best mom and wife that I feel I can be. I work hard, I try to play hard, and I try really hard to love my neighbors. It doesn't matter what you say about me. It won't bring me down. Maybe one day, you'll need me to lean on. You know what? I'll be there. Because that's what the Lord has called me to do. I will happily give of myself to make you feel better. And maybe, just maybe, you'll remember how you tried to tear me down and feel guilty, and maybe you will be convicted in your heart to be a better person.
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