If you can't read it, it says: A mark for every breath you took, every blink, every sleepy yawn. One for every time you sucked your thumb, waved hello, closed your eyes and slept in the most perfect darkness. One for every time you had the hiccups. One for every dream you dreamed within me.It isn't very pretty anymore. Some may even think it ugly. That's OK. It was your home. It's where I first grew to love you, where I lay my hand as I dreamed about who you were and who you would be. It held you until my arms could, and for that, I will always find something beautiful in it.
The words spoke to me. How quickly I have forgotten that this body gave me a very healthy 8lb 5oz baby, of course it will never look the same & I am in denial if I think it would. So today, I'm going to snuggle my big fat outside baby and cut my deflated stomach some slack.

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