Thursday, August 8, 2019
I look in the mirror and hate what I see; wild red hair, round tummy, thick thighs and extra skin that cover me. Internally I list off all the things I would change; straight blonde hair, flat tummy and thighs that don't touch. I pinch all my extra skin and wish it wasn't there and that's when I see it, one of my reasons for the changes in my body curled up in my bed snuggled up with his brothers. I look back in the mirror and realize that of course my bod is different It created 3 children. 3 wonderful boys that wouldn't ask for me to be any different. 3 boys that focus on the giggles and snuggles, the hugs and kisses. They only care that their momma is there and laughs at their jokes. I look at myself again and this time I try to see what they see, look past the exterior, and see the person they see the woman they call momma. My thick thighs have been the perfect chair for them to it on while watching tv, the loose skin was once stretched so tight around the perfect safe place for them to grow, my flabby arms give the best tight hugs and my round belly has been the perfect pillow. It will take some time but my body is just what it needs to be right now.