I was just telling Sam (while pointing to my tummy) “You are why I have this, but YOU are TOTALLY WORTH IT! I cannot imagine life without you” and then I tickled his tummy like he likes to tickle mine. It’s true. Before I had my third I was back to the weight I was in high school and running regularly. It hasn’t been as easy to do with 3 kids and the personality of my beautiful Sammy (as in he SCREAMS at any gym daycare I’ve tried to leave him at for even 20 mins.) But that’s OK. Even if I never makes it back to that place physically, I don’t mind. He (and the chance to be a mother to him) is more than worth it.
Anyway, a minute after some tummy-tickling I flipped on the laptop and saw at least 4 of my friends had recommended this beautiful article, “Kate Middleton and the Mom in the Mirror” by Joy Gabriel. I read it and my eyes filled with “happy tears” as we call them around here, and I was frozen in time, remembering so many similar moments I’ve had in my life, moments when my clothes didn’t fit, and the ones that did were covered with stains, when I was asked if I was expecting (when I WAS NOT) and when because I was working 24-7 on tending sick, crying children I felt I looked more like an embarrassment than the runway model the media screams at women to be. So I am reposting it (from the Huffington Post) because I want my sons and daughters to know the truths it shares. It’s beautifully written and more of what we need in this world. It’s a little long, but worth every word…
A friend of mine was totally shocked to see Kate Middleton’s “still pregnant belly” the day after she gave birth. Sigh. Not only is that what you’re SUPPOSED to look like after giving birth, it’s annoying we’re even TALKING about WHAT YOUR STOMACH LOOKS LIKE 24 hours after giving birth.
In a world that questions even having kids anymore (like a recent Times cover,) and in a generation that often belittles the role of nurturer, teacher, and creator of safe havens, I know that creating life is the greatest discovery of all time. It DOES NOT MATTER that I may still look 3 months pregnant. I would gladly still choose this body (that walks and runs and washes dishes and drives to parks and libraries and cuddles and hugs) and I would definitely choose having the children this body shaped and made and brought into this world, over any other life I could of had, because God doesn’t look at our outward appearance. He looks on our hearts. And even though having children has reshaped my body, taking care of my children is reshaping my heart into something more BEAUTIFUL and enduring than any skinny fad or fashion magazine cover. I do not need to measure up to anyone else’s standard of physical perfection, just God’s standard of LOVE for others, including my precious rugrats, and myself, “Mom.”
‘Till Tomorrow! Luv, Eva