Almost 8 years ago I was sitting in my OBGYN’s office for my 6 week follow up appointment after having my fourth child. I was feeling frustrated, depressed and discouraged.
After getting checked over and getting the “all clear” I said, “Hey, doc, one more thing…what can I do about this?” pointing to my stomach.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, I’m not happy. I don’t want it to stay like this. There’s got to be something I can do.”
He looked at me like I had three heads and then replied, “Are you f-ing crazy? Oh Alecia, you just don’t get it. Don’t you realize that you’re OHM?”
I’m sorry, what? I don’t follow. Is that a disease? Is there a pill I can take for that?
Today I’m linking up with Lisa-Jo for Five-Minute Friday.
The rules are simple: Write for five minutes. That’s it. Just write.
Today’s prompt: Beautiful
Oh, I’ve been struggling lately.
Struggling with my body image.
Struggling with my stretch marks.
Struggling with my belly (the one place my body apparently has decided it wants to store excess fat so I look perpetually 4 months pregnant.)
Struggling to accept my husbands compliments.
When I look in the mirror with my own eyes, with eyes of comparison, with eyes of unrealistic expectation…I see everything I don’t want to see.
When I look in the mirror and choose to see the truth, choose to see what God sees, I see a woman of strength, a woman who’s born and fed four children with her body, a woman who, for having had four kids, looks pretty dern good. A woman who has started running and can tell by how she feels and looks, a woman who has kind eyes and fantastic legs. A woman who is starting to develop wrinkles in all the right places…because it means I’m smiling.
Smiling at this beautiful woman looking back at me.
I am beautiful.
Not because of what I look like but because of who I am and because of who He says I am.
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