Mom Stuff,  Body Stuff*

Real is Better than Perfect*

This was a good reminder for me.

I have moles. And scars. And cellulite. And stretch marks.

Ohhhh the stretch marks.

I have a stomach that is still soft and wiggly from birth. I still have a lot of “baby weight” to lose.

…or do I?

My body is real. It’s not perfect, and it probably never will be.

…but it’s done some pretty incredible things.

I have five babies worth of stretch marks across my body. I can choose to see them as imperfections and feel ashamed of marks they have made on my body… or I can choose differently.

I can choose to see them as a mosaic, each one a symbol for the baby that made it as they grew within me… including the one that we lost. I don’t have to love them, but I can choose to accept my imperfections for what they are: real.

My body is real. It’s not air brushed or painted or toned or perfect. It’s real. And it comes with moles, cellulite, scars and stretch marks.

Maybe yours does too.

It’s not perfect, but I’m working on letting go of expecting it to be. It’s mine.

…and it’s pretty great just the way it is. (Moles and all.)

Real is better than perfect anyway. ❤️

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