Have you ever read something and either connected with it so much it felt like you wrote it or wondered if the person that did write it knew what you were thinking or feeling? I had a grand plan to start a week long series of posts about our weekend. From start to finish it was filled with family and it was fantastic.
Before I started to prep my posts, after looking through my pictures documenting our families, I headed over to CJane’s blog to read her post today because I really enjoy her writing. What I discovered was quick snippets of her thoughts on her post-partum body and expanding family. It was as if she could hear my insecurities and thoughts while I looked at my rounded cheeks and chubby arms caught digitally over the weekend.
So, I am abandoning my Family Filled posts until tomorrow because after reading CJane’s post I want to go back and look at the pictures taken of me over the weekend and remind myself that my body is the way it is today because I made Maggie. I MADE her. Althougth the softness that is my body won’t necessarily all go away, I’m thankful for the reminder that this version of my body is because of Maggie.
