Sometimes blog life calls for a reality check. I stretched a lot to grow two little boys in me. Skin is pretty awesome, huh? I guess some women hate their stretch marks. What you don't see is underneath those stretchy yoga pants, where my c-section incision is, is just some saggy, wrinkled, loose skin. Don't think that will go away anytime soon. And you know what? I'm not afraid.
They don't really show you what you're going to look like after kids. You see pictures of cute pregnant women but none of us really know what's going to happen to our bodies afterwards. Some of us are lucky, our skin bounces back flawlessly without a stretch mark in sight. Mariah Carey? Jennifer Lopez? These women with flat gorgeous tummies? Total freaking crock of poop. Nobody looks like that after twins. I highly doubt you'll see any close up, untouched photos of their tummies anytime soon.
I saw a picture like this on Pinterest recently and this was the quote underneath:
"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."So, here's to loving ourselves and not being afraid to be (and show) who we really are.