As I sit here in bed feeding this sweet boy, I’m reminded to be thankful for my body no matter what state it’s in. That’s always been hard; I’ve grown up hating my body. At 36 years old that hate is pretty entrenched. But underneath the excess fat, it’s strong and it’s done some amazing things. It created this life, and multiple lives before his. Then nourished them the best it could. This morning I’m choosing to be grateful for what it is instead of focusing on what it isn’t. I’m sure that feeling won’t last, but I’m trying.

Posted by bethany.aaron at 2022-05-25 11:53:26 UTC