What can I say, this body, my body, has a strength I never knew existed.This body has given birth to three boys, has breast fed three boys, has carried three boys, has rocked and patted three boys. Its had to endure sleepless nights, numbing arms, and hormonal changes. Motherhood has left its scars to remind me of the pain and beauty of it. I could stare at my body and feel utter disgust, but I can’t. I remind my self this body is the image of strength I can endure. That despite its battle scars it is loved and lusted by my husband. That it is admired and envied at times. That it’s a blessing to have a body functioning correctly, all in its right places, and in good health. There are times when I will look and turn away, I am human. But I have more days where I am proud of it. Love it, Love yourself.
-Note To Self
HAPPY FRIDAY EVERYONE!
P.S. Can you tell I like coffee 🙂
The Quest for Perfection is Born out of Imperfection 
Great sentiment! Being healthy is all you can ask for. To nurture children is also a source of great pride.
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I agree, it is something out of this world of what the body can do
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Yeah, create new life, regenerate, heal, fight disease. Grow, feel.
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Note to self… Three boys who love their mom…
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It can be a war- knowing you’re beautiful to those that matter but wanting to be beautiful even for the ones that don’t
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I agree, it is difficult
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