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No Nip and Tuck For My Mommy Makeover


Unless there’s some kind of magic tummy tuck cream out there, this mommy will leave her bellybutton right where it is. To me, mommy makeovers based on cosmetic plastic surgery are way too much risk for the reward.

I absolutely agree that moms deserve to feel good about themselves — especially since we readily turn our bodies over to the life forms inside us, allowing them to rearrange our intestinal organs, siphon off our nutrients, and rest elbows and heels in our rib cage. We watch helplessly as our bodies stretch to the max in every direction to embrace the life within us, and then sag and settle into a molten shape once baby arrives.

But to me, that’s only the beginning of the sacrifice we make for the benefit of our children. I take my responsibility to my two so far as to not subject myself to any risky propositions (parachuting, rock climbing, and walking backward down the stairs, to name a few) at least until they fly the nest.

I need to be around for my children.  In turn, I think that they would rather have a slightly mushy mommy with a healthy body image as opposed to one who took the unnecessary risk of plastic surgery only to have something go wrong.

Besides, unless my long-term health depends upon it or I was in a horrifically disfiguring accident, I can think of a lot better things to do than going under the knife. The risks are always there — no matter how uncomplicated the procedure sounds or even if it’s so “simple” that it can be done in a plastic surgeon’s office — beginning with anesthesia, bleeding complications, left-behind scalpels, infected surgical sites, not to mention the pain. Nope, not volunteering for a slight chance of any of that.

And then there’s the budget impact (elective cosmetic surgeries are usually not covered by insurance and I haven’t yet met a poor plastic surgeon.) In my family, that would come across as “Sorry sweetie, but you can’t go to soccer camp this summer because mommy needs a little lift to get back into that bikini.”

None of this is to say that I think moms should trash the full-length mirror or give up on themselves completely. Instead, we can learn to accept our new shapes — flaws and all. There’s not a day I leave home without blow drying my hair, putting on lipstick and changing into something that can’t be mistaken for pajamas. 

It’s just that cosmetic surgery is where I draw the line (although I do see the value in gastric bypass surgery and lap-band procedures where they can help lessen or prevent future health issues related to obesity — those are a world apart from breast enhancement in my book).

So while I marvel at the efficiency of the kill-two-birds-with-one-stone approach of pairing a tummy tuck with a c-section, I can assure you there won’t be any nipping and tucking over in these parts.