Earlier today I was at the mall browsing for some new clothes. I may be under my pre-pregnancy weight but my body is just not the same and I don't like the way some of my clothes fit. I also find that since I am a stay at home mom, I replaced all of my pre-pregnancy clothes with boring cheap t-shirts. Add in the fact that I often wear my hair in a ponytail or forgo the makeup and it leads to me feeling pretty frumpy and downright ugly most of the time.
A few minutes ago Jack woke up and whimpered until I picked him up. Then, he let out a little sigh, looked up at me and snuggled in to me and we cuddled (and nursed) until he went back to sleep. He didn't notice the barbecue sauce on my pants or the stain on my shirt (that I didn't notice when I put it on this morning). He didn't notice that my hair is in need of a washing or that my glasses are all crooked and wonky because I stepped on them.
He looked at me and with all his little heart, just saw his mommy. He doesn't see my frumpy clothes, the stretch marks that were pregnancy's gift to me or anything else I see when I look in the mirror. He just sees that I love him, that I am there to make everything better and he loves me. Just the way I am.
The power of his total, adoring and unconditional love makes me feel beautiful. Even when I smell like spit up =)
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