Though not beautiful to some
In this house you are certainly loved.
You carried the lives of two babes
and call me strange,
but I love the saggy skin for days.
As well as stretchmarks- lifes personal tattoos I have on display.
You jiggle, you shake, occasionally get raspberried by my childrens' face.
Yes, you may not be beautiful to some,
but you fill my heart with love.
A reminder,
that even things can be crazy in life,
you helped nurture two of the best things I've done right.
I have to be honest, I have struggled with my love-hate relationship with my stomach. The past few months i have read stories where women embrace theirs. It is so encouraging and inspiring. It makes me want to not be ashamed of mine. So i wrote this for the bad days, as a reminder of how amazing it really is.
Hope you all enjoyed, and thanks for reading!