Just Get Back Up
So this one time, about two months after I gave birth to my son, I was invited for a night out to celebrate my girlfriends birthday...to go dancing...in Boston...with a car service round trip.
Ummmm....YES PLEASE!
Now, for my fellow Moms out there, you know where I was at😉 A little over two months post partum, not feeling super put together, certainly not feeling sexy, completely exhausted, and feeling ALL the things that come with just having your first baby.
...But I was also DYING for a night out and this girl is like my sister...so of course, I said YES🙌🏻
I pulled myself together, got on a “sexy” dress, stuffed my two month post partum body in it, put on my most beautiful, highest high heels, and I was ready to go 💃🏼
We arrive to the bar in Boston and upon entering, I’m thinking “Oh cool! Every beautiful, tiny, seemingly perfect female is also here tonight. Yay me!” 🙄
⬆️ In other words ⬆️, I felt out of place, VERY tall, VERY large, and not so beautiful...BUT, I thought you know what? Fuck it. This is me. I just created a human. I’m here to have a good time. Move aside people... 💁♀️
And then it happened.
As I strutted my post partum self up the small ramp leading to the dance floor, just having regained my confidence, my right ankle strapped into my most beautiful, highest high heels, gave way and DOWN. I. WENT.
And I mean...DOWN🤦🏻♀️
😩I WAS MORTIFIED 😩
...but what I also remember beyond being horrified was immediately thinking to myself JUST GET UP! Just get yourself up off this floor, pull your shit together, and go dance your little heart out because that’s what you came to do💕
(I should insert here, I had had all of TWO drinks at this point, so no, I wasn’t the sloppy drunk falling girl😜)
As quickly as I fell, I heard my girlfriend say to me loud enough so others could hear, “Ugh! I can’t believe that chick pushed you?!?!”
🤣😂😂...and then she reached out her hand to help pull me up...and I shook it off, and we strutted ourselves onto that dance floor, and we danced our little hearts out❤️
The moral of the story is this...
✨Find yourself amazing girlfriends who will reach out their hand and pull you up when you need it most✨
...AND...
✨When you fall down in life, because we all do, JUST GET BACK UP✨
Get yourself up however you can, as quickly as you can, and try again...because, as Oliver Goldsmith once said, “Success consists of getting up just one more time than you fall.”💫
