Dear Pre-Baby Body,
It’s been four years since our relationship status changed, and I can’t say that I like it. For 25 years, you were good to me when I wasn’t as good to you. Sure, I kept you healthy and fit, but I tore you down more than I built you up. I called you names and, at times, hated you for no reason. We had a love/hate relationship that fluctuated like the numbers on a dreadful scale. Fat, ugly, jiggly, and blemished were words that rolled off of my tongue so smoothly while beautiful, muscular, and perky sat on the back burner. Yes, I said perky! They were perky, and I wish I had known the value of that word some time ago because it has since been permanently deleted from my vocabulary. The days of a perky pair and flat stomach are long gone and what I’m left with is this. This post-baby, saggy boobed body that will never revert back to its original state.
I left you with scars, pre-baby body. Scars that run deeper than that of my cesarean incision because I scarred you emotionally. If I could go back in time, I would strut around in that bikini like a Victoria’s Secret model owns the runway. Instead of hiding from the camera, I would’ve documented all of your beauty more often. Most importantly, I would’ve talked to you the way that I want my daughter to talk to herself one day. Humble, but confident and thankful for the body that God blessed me with. Instead of critiquing the legs that I’ve always hated, I would’ve thanked you for my muscles. I would’ve embraced the strength and not been so concerned about the number stitched on my jeans. I’m sorry pre-baby body. You didn’t deserve my hurtful ways.
Don’t misunderstand me though. While I love the idea of having you back, I don’t want you. For after all, scars are stories, and I would never re-write mine! My scar gave me my beautiful children, my pooch is the remnant of a body that was capable of bearing them and my saggy-boobs nourished them in ways that science could not. Yes, I appreciate you more now that I don’t have you, but truly, I like you better as a memory. A lesson learned if you will. I will still stare in admiration at your pictures in that bikini at my bachelorette party, but I won’t long to have you back. I’ll keep this post-baby body just the way it is and embrace its beauty, for I know, this stage will be short-lived, just like you were.
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