Just some updates.  This was me on vacation in 2012 and me on vacation this week.  I see a lot of change.  I owe you guys a blog about my trip to Disneyland that involves a bee sting on my bikini line the first day we arrived in LA, an infected blister, a shin splint, and a few piggy back rides. 

I'm too tired to give you that post right now though. 

In the mean time I want to talk about the last post I posted.  The one titled Whiplash.  When I posted that blog I was feeling pretty down on myself. Serious self loathing.  I posted those photos to show you all what I see when I look in the mirror.  How I dissect myself and pick apart my body.  I wanted the self hate to be clear.  I received a comment later that day asking if my husband was okay that I posted those pictures of myself because this other persons husband would never allow them to post those photos.

I should first point out that I was wearing the same amount of clothing as a bikini.  Then I would like to point out that no part of that post was sexual. I replied to that girl and said, "If my husband read that post, and all that he took away from it was that I posted pics of myself in my panties, then we have bigger problems."  This person didn't understand and kept saying that I shouldn't have posted those pictures.  So lets clear this up now. My husband doesn't care.  He wasn't mad. He knows how I look at myself.  He knows what I was doing when I wrote that post.  He knows that not only was I admitting that I tear myself down, but that I was showing other readers my flaws openly and honestly.  I do take sexy pictures.  I send those to him only.  He knows the difference between sexy teasing photos, and photos in poor lighting to show my stretch marks, flab, and flaws.  My husband and I have a very honest relationship.  He also knows that this is MY personal blog and if I want to post those pictures I can.  If I had posted those pictures and wrote a post about how sexy I was and how hot I was, while making come hither faces into the camera and talked myself up that might have been a different case.  I didn't.  That blog was me tearing myself apart. 

I hope, I sincerely hope that if any of you are ever brave enough to write honest blogs like that, and show your progress pictures that you are met with the same love I was from my husband. I hope that my readers understand this is like my personal diary that I share with you all because I know you are a loving and supportive bunch of friends.  I know it was safe to post those photos and I know that all of you would read that blog and understand what I was going through.  I knew that none of you would read that blog and associate it with me trying to appear sexy.  The mistake I made was posting the link to that particular blog onto my public Facebook rather then my Misguided Mommy Facebook and a "friend" saw it and took it the wrong way.

This website is always going to be an honest one. I have nothing to hide.  My husband would never ask me to.  I hope that none of you took that blog the wrong way, but I've had the same readers for a long time and I'm willing to bet this is the last time I will ever need to address what I'm wearing in the photos I post.