Before I had my precious babies, I had a pretty rockin’ rack. Not to toot my own horn (but I’m gonna toot my own horn). The girls were pretty perky and plump.
While getting dressed this morning, I made the mistake of lingering on my reflection in the mirror. It had suddenly come to my attention that since having had my second child (and after weening him off mama’s milk), I had gone from a Halle Berry C cup, to a Kate Hudson A cup. Shrinkage on the top, and swelling on the bottom.
Gravity is working double time on my bod – all my body parts seem to be fighting to see which one can touch the ground first. I raised my arm at my reflection and gave it a little shake. Bad idea. It was like a loose chicken neck had made sweet love to my underarm.
My eyes slowly shifted upwards towards my face. Prominent under-eye baggage and thinning hair met my gaze. Lovely I thought to myself. Then I paused for a minute, taking it all in. I reshifted my focus (maybe squinted my eyes a bit), and looked back at myself in the mirror.
I made these two fabulous kids
(with a little help of course)
You are an amazing being I thought to myself. You made two human beings with that body – and that makes you fabulous. I’m not 20. I’m not unhealthy, and I’m not unhappy. I’m actually happier than I’ve ever been in my life! I have so much to be thankful for, and my post-baby bod should be one of them.
So to myself and to my fellow mamas who feel drab, jiggly, saggy, or baggy – I say rock that bod, flaunt that flab and love yourself for the fabulousness that you are. We made people ladies – and there’s nothing in the world more beautiful than that 🙂