Previous post here.
Number of pregnancies and births: 2, 2
Age of children: 3 (next month) and 10 months
I know my previous post had that confident vibe, but most days the confidence and acceptance of my body just isn’t there.
The other day I was very discouraged about my shape. It had been a rough day and I decided to take a picture of my stomach laying down post-Lexi to compare to the picture I took laying down while pregnant with her. It was a way for me to feel accomplished.
I snapped a couple pictures and forgot about them.
Life went on as normal for the next couple days, days that I was proud of myself and proud of my body for two successful pregnancies. Then I had another downer day. On my downer days I snap pictures of my kids playing. I then proceeded to upload those pictures to my computer so I could share them with our family who lives 12 hours away.
And that’s when I saw it. One of the pictures of my post-Lexi body. The way the light hit it, it was beautiful. It literally took my breath away. My skin, though dimpled and scared looked like a thing carved out of marble. Surely my body is art and my children are the medium. I think that is the first time since either child has been born that I have looked at my body in awe and total appreciation.
So now when I have downer days, on top of taking pictures of the girls, I look at this picture and feel proud. And you can bet I will be in a bikini this summer. A fact which has my husband thrilled. <— No really, I’m serious. He is excited for this *snicker*
#1 Laying down 9 months pregnant
#2 Laying down 9 months postpartum
#3 The beautiful picture.
#4 My oldest, Haylie
#5 My youngest, Alexis