I wasn't expecting to look fabulous right away. And I wasn't going to give myself a hard time about it, either. I mean, I just grew a human, for goodness' sake! I was intensely proud of what my body could do.
Thanks (unfortunately) to my little man's habit of making me throw up every day, I gained very little weight and was at my pre-baby weight less than a week after having him - but my waistline was another story. And still is another story. I have stretch marks in places I didn't know you could even get stretch marks.
But you know what? I love my son and I'm a great mama whether I still fit into the jeans I wore in high school or not. And every time I look in the mirror I see a mother, the person I always wanted to be, not a woman with a wide waistline.
And Cole doesn't care either.
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