Curse Broken

It is a problem I've had for many years.  I am sharing my problem in case there are others like me out there with mirrors like mine.  Cursed Mirrors.

It began when I had my daughter. Three weeks after she was born, I was ready to take her out into public, so the next Sunday, I got myself dressed ready for church.  I did a final check in the mirror.  Yes, I still had some baby weight.  Yes, I had on a new dress that wasn't one of the 6 maternity options I had worn for the last 3 months, and Yes, my husband told me I looked beautiful.

Most women I know who have had a baby can tell you that during the last two months or so of being pregnant, you start telling yourself “I will never complain again about feeling fat & ugly again!"  So, when I looked myself over in the mirror I felt pretty good.  I felt good because I knew it could be so very much worse. I had felt horrible about my appearance for months now.  Besides, I had the most beautiful little girl in the world to show for the state of my figure.  My daughter was a wonderful price to pay for my new “pleasantly plump" style.  But something must have happen on that short trip from my house to the church.  All it took was one glance in the bathroom mirror in the ladies room.  I looked huge and ugly and I was upset that this mirror was showing me something much different than my mirror at home.

 I knew right away!!  Something was wrong with my mirror!  From that day day until now, about once or twice a month the same thing happens!  I've moved many times and had many different mirrors but changing mirrors didn't help.  Changing church buildings didn't help.  Changing COUNTRIES didn't help!  
 

Also, I learned the hard way that when trying on swimming suits the curse automatically takes hold of all dressing room stalls I was in. I would warn strongly against swim suit shopping as a general rule anyway.  That's just rarely a good idea anyway.  

It was a very bad spell that had been put on my mirror.  It was more than just a spell.  It was a curse. 


That morning when I took my little baby girl to church for the first time,  I had smiled at the 23 year old girl in the mirror, grabbed the diaper bag and went to church.  This was in Utah so of course, my chapel was only a block away.  There were lots of  "Ohhh's and Ahhh's" as everyone took a peek at my little girl.  I made it half way through church before I was making a trip to the ladies room with Lindsey.  And then it happen. 

I wanted to look like Grace Kelly: 

But left home basically looking like this: 

and now felt like I had gone to church in this lovely yellow outfit on the left!


Years went by and sometimes I was able to not notice the magic working its nasty spells, but knowing how terrible the curse could be, and as the years went by, my fear was that my beautiful daughter would also have a spell put her mirror as well. I began to notice that if I complained about my mirror, she would wonder if the she was cursed as well and she began to look harder into her reflection to see what was wrong. 

I had to do something!  So did the only logical thing I could do.  

I called up my fairy godmothers.  They were just what I needed and had been nearby all these years and I just didnt know it!

After a few sessions with them, I found out there had been not just one, but two spells causing me grief all these years! 

One spell was  on the mirror and one spell was on me.  The spell on me, made my eyes see things through a skewed visioin of reality.  Once the curse was on my vision was removed, I couldn't believe my eyes!  It wasnt just myself I hadn't seen correctly. I had also viewed the world with this same skewed vision at times.  It was wonderful to see things with a true perspective.

The spell on my mirror had been strong and so it was very tough to break.  Little by little, and bit by bit the final bit of magic left every last mirror and reflection. 

I've heard that sometimes the mirror has some unexpected flare ups but that is normal.  The really wonderful thing is that the more at peace I am with who and what I see in my own mirror, the happier my little girl is with what she sees too. 

I highly recommend fairy godmothers.  If you don't have one, let me know because I moonlight as a spell breaker or fairy godmother on weekends free of charge.  It's just been impossible for me to break my own curse.  I can provide examples if needed.  OH!  And just so you know, the swimsuit curse never goes away.  Ever.  

It is a problem I've had for many years.  I am sharing my problem in case there are others like me out there with mirrors like mine.  Cursed Mirrors.

It began when I had my daughter. Three weeks after she was born, I was ready to take her out into public, so the next Sunday, I got myself dressed ready for church.  I did a final check in the mirror.  Yes, I still had some baby weight.  Yes, I had on a new dress that wasn't one of the 6 maternity options I had worn for the last 3 months, and Yes, my husband told me I looked beautiful.

Most women I know who have had a baby can tell you that during the last two months or so of being pregnant, you start telling yourself “I will never complain again about feeling fat & ugly again!"  So, when I looked myself over in the mirror I felt pretty good.  I felt good because I knew it could be so very much worse. I had felt horrible about my appearance for months now.  Besides, I had the most beautiful little girl in the world to show for the state of my figure.  My daughter was a wonderful price to pay for my new “pleasantly plump" style.  But something must have happen on that short trip from my house to the church.  All it took was one glance in the bathroom mirror in the ladies room.  I looked huge and ugly and I was upset that this mirror was showing me something much different than my mirror at home.

 I knew right away!!  Something was wrong with my mirror!  From that day day until now, about once or twice a month the same thing happens!  I've moved many times and had many different mirrors but changing mirrors didn't help.  Changing church buildings didn't help.  Changing COUNTRIES didn't help!  
 

Also, I learned the hard way that when trying on swimming suits the curse automatically takes hold of all dressing room stalls I was in. I would warn strongly against swim suit shopping as a general rule anyway.  That's just rarely a good idea anyway.  

It was a very bad spell that had been put on my mirror.  It was more than just a spell.  It was a curse. 


That morning when I took my little baby girl to church for the first time,  I had smiled at the 23 year old girl in the mirror, grabbed the diaper bag and went to church.  This was in Utah so of course, my chapel was only a block away.  There were lots of  "Ohhh's and Ahhh's" as everyone took a peek at my little girl.  I made it half way through church before I was making a trip to the ladies room with Lindsey.  And then it happen. 

I wanted to look like Grace Kelly: 

But left home basically looking like this: 

and now felt like I had gone to church in this lovely yellow outfit on the left!


Years went by and sometimes I was able to not notice the magic working its nasty spells, but knowing how terrible the curse could be, and as the years went by, my fear was that my beautiful daughter would also have a spell put her mirror as well. I began to notice that if I complained about my mirror, she would wonder if the she was cursed as well and she began to look harder into her reflection to see what was wrong. 

I had to do something!  So did the only logical thing I could do.  

I called up my fairy godmothers.  They were just what I needed and had been nearby all these years and I just didnt know it!

After a few sessions with them, I found out there had been not just one, but two spells causing me grief all these years! 

One spell was  on the mirror and one spell was on me.  The spell on me, made my eyes see things through a skewed visioin of reality.  Once the curse was on my vision was removed, I couldn't believe my eyes!  It wasnt just myself I hadn't seen correctly. I had also viewed the world with this same skewed vision at times.  It was wonderful to see things with a true perspective.

The spell on my mirror had been strong and so it was very tough to break.  Little by little, and bit by bit the final bit of magic left every last mirror and reflection. 

I've heard that sometimes the mirror has some unexpected flare ups but that is normal.  The really wonderful thing is that the more at peace I am with who and what I see in my own mirror, the happier my little girl is with what she sees too. 

I highly recommend fairy godmothers.  If you don't have one, let me know because I moonlight as a spell breaker or fairy godmother on weekends free of charge.  It's just been impossible for me to break my own curse.  I can provide examples if needed.  OH!  And just so you know, the swimsuit curse never goes away.  Ever.