Some Thoughts Before We Hit The Road

I apologized to the producer who booked me for her show.

She called to ask me for my measurements and pants size. While I freely gave her that information, I added a remorseful caveat.

"I used to be smaller, you know," I said, "before I had two babies in three years."

Ready for my close-up.

She chuckled, probably more out of empathy than humor, and assured me there was no problem.

And really, why would there be a problem? They reached out to me precisely because I am a new mother. My curves are actually welcomed. My self-consciousness is not.

When I told Martin I had apologized for my size, he actually got annoyed. It's not like me to be hung up about my body. But it's also not like me to also go on national television where the focus of a million-plus viewers are going to be on my assets. That sort of changes things, doesn't it?

Not so, according to Martin.

"If they wanted a runway model on the show, they would have asked for one!" he said to me. "They want a real American woman. A mom. And a damn good-looking, smart, successful one at any size. So you can go out there and think you look fat and horrible, or you can go out there and show your daughters what it is to be daring, fun and awesome."

Yeah. What he said. 

That's what I'm going to do.

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Martin's little confidence boost reminded me of the movie clip we saw when I spoke at BlogHer. I remember watching that, and feeling all keyed up to do my part in my own little media corner on this blog.

Am I going to change the world strutting my size 14 butt across a soundstage?

Not really.

But it's worth the effort, no?