Dear Body

I know I'm way past due on my birth post and I'm working on it. But I wanted to take a moment and give a special shout out to my rockin' body. 

Dear Body,

We have had an up and down relationship the last several years. I have judged you far too harshly for all your "imperfections". I have blamed you for all the years I was sick. I was verbally abusive when you increased in size and cursed you when you didn't decrease said size at the rate I felt you should have. For years I told you that you were not good enough and told you that given the chance, I would exchange you in a second. 

Well body, today I am here to apologize. Today I am admitting I am wrong. I am sorry. Body you are awesome, and this is why;

Even though I was sick, you still allowed me to do so many things.  Even though I was sick, I could still see, hear, walk, talk, and dance. 

 All those "imperfections" I saw, they are what make me unique. They are what help tie me to the people I love, because I got those things from them. I thank you for that. 

The weight gain, was a combination of you AND me. I take my share of the blame. In that time I was gaining the weight, I was also living. I was REALLY living. I was eating gelato and authentic Italian carbs and it was magnificent and totally worth it. 

In the time it took to loose that weight, I was becoming stronger and learning more about myself. Something I would not have, had you dropped the weight when I demanded you to.

But you know what makes you the most awesome?

This....

You made those. YOU did that! How freaking cool are you??? You amazed me. You gave me the very greatest gifts I will ever receive. You not only made these magical creatures, but you brought them into the world. I was scared for that part, but you did it. Not only did you do it, but you did it like a champ. You are strong and powerful. 

As I stare at the mirror at my new body; I admire my squishy new tummy (part of me hopes it never goes away) I'm kinda in love with it. Its like my right of passage, it's proof I'm a mom. 

 I smile back at that sweet scar that seems to smile back at me. It's my badge of honor that I wear with pride. 

So body, for all the million and five things you have done and continue to do for me... Thank You. I promise to ignore society and the media when they tell me you don't look right. I will treat you better. I will never again wish to trade you in for any other body. You rock and I love you.

-love me😘

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