Sometimes when I look at my belly after 2 kids, I cringe. But, after seeing this, I think I’ll think twice about hating my stretch marks. I may smile when I see them.
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’s 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.”
So, to all you Mama’s who think your body isn’t perfect. It is, because you wouldn’t be a Mama without all the “imperfections.”