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It's no secret...


that our bodies can do amazing things. Especially us women. It's also no secret that we are almost suffocated with the image of what the "perfect "woman should look like. Does that person really exist in life without a cook, maid, personal trainer, butler, life coach, plastic surgeon, etc. etc? Who knows. What I do know is this, I have seen beautiful women in my life, many of them. And guess what? They are not what are in those photo-shopped magazines. They are just simply beautiful.

When we make the decision to have a baby, of course we wonder what is going to happen to our bodies? Will we gain 200lbs? We will get stretch marks? Will we be able to lose the weight we gain? And maybe some don't even worry because they are just happy with being pregnant. For me, I was happy to be pregnant. I was overweight to begin with and my first trimester was a doozie. I ended up losing weight then(don't worry I gained it back) But I didn't gain too much because I had so much weight on from the beginning. But guess what, my body still lost control the last month of my pregnancy. Your body does what it needs to do in order to house and nurture that little baby. But after, when it's just you and no more baby, our proud battle wounds are still present. My lil B will be a year in less than a month. My body is not what it was prior to him and guess what, it never will be. Some days it bugs me and some days it doesn't. Today I found this and it really hit home to me. I wanted to share it because it truly is a beautiful way to put our new bodies.


"A mark for every breath you took, every blink, every sleepy yawn. One for every time you sucked your thumb, waved hello, closed your eyes and slept in the most perfect darkness. One for every time you had the hiccups. One for every dream you dreamed within me. It isn't very pretty anymore. Some may even think it ugly. That's OK. It was your home. It's where I first grew to love you, where I lay my hand as I dreamed about who you were and who you would be. It held you until my arms could, and for that, I will always find something beautiful in it."

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redellen14 said…
This was beautiful! You are such a wonderful woman and mother!

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