WELCOME TO MESSY MOTHERHOOD!
Join me and my lovely co-hosts this month to link up with us as we talk about "Loving Yourself" You can link up from any of our 3 blogs, and the link up is live from December 18-24.
All three of us had multiple children crazy close together. If anyone knows what it's like to lose your identity and get wrapped up in diapers, spit up, sweatpants and no showers....it's us. I hope you are encouraged by our "wisdom" and what we have learned in our journeys!
I'm my own worst enemy. Isn't that how it goes?
So here's the deal. I carried my first baby FORTY-TWO weeks. I was massively massive. I thought that baby would never come, and there's a good chance she never would have if the doctor hadn't forced her arrival. Because of the massiveness of that 42 week belly, I was destroyed. My poor skin couldn't handle it, and will never be the same again.
When I was in my early twenties, if you asked me what my favorite body part was, I would tell you it was my stomach. Seriously. That sounds totally lame now, but I was quite proud of my 6 packed perfect little tummy.
Now? It's frightening. I hide behind layers of shirts, and freak out if my amazing husband (who loves me unconditionally) even touches my stomach. Ugh. I'm scared of it. Never again will a bikini be a part of my life and you better believe there will be none of those icky bare belly maternity pictures where I'm wrapped in silk in my baby books. Praise be to blurry.
My babies. 3 of them in 3 years. The first two are perfect, and the tiniest little one still cooking is perfect too. They are worth this new body, but that doesn't mean I struggle with it. I'm not the same size I once was. I don't look or feel the same way. And that's hard for me. I struggle with those fears that my husband won't look at me the same he did when we got married. I struggle with those fears that I will never be the same again.
But I WON'T ever be the same again. I am a mom. I am changed.
I earned my stripes.
It's believed that tigers have stripes because they have adapted to their environment over time. They earned those stripes. They worked to be a part of the enviroment they are in. I wanna be a tiger. RAWR. And tigers are beautiful, are they not??
I am beautiful too. Stripes and all.
So let's get real.
I'm learning to love my stripes, because it's evidence of my environment and my environment is amazing. This is EXACTLY how God created me. He knows every stretch mark, every extra inch, every wrinkle, everything. He designed me in HIS image and loves me.
So I love me. I love the person He created me to be and although I struggle with what the world tells me I should look like, I choose to focus on what He tells me. And that's how I love me.
"Don’t be concerned about the outward beauty of fancy hairstyles, expensive jewelry, or beautiful clothes. You should clothe yourselves instead with the beauty that comes from within, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is so precious to God. This is how the holy women of old made themselves beautiful. They trusted God and accepted the authority of their husbands." 1 Peter 3:3-5
THE LINK UP MISSION: We come to be real, to be loved, to encourage and to uplift. We come from all walks of life and stages of motherhood. We learn from one another and grow together in this amazing responsibility God has given us to raise His people. Bring your messes, your dirty hair and your tears. We embrace each other with open arms and love deeply because we are in this together. It’s a beautiful mess.
LINK UP RULES: Take the subject for the month and run with it. You can write a post based on it. You can do a vlog. You can answer the questions. You can do whatever you like as long as it fits within the topic for that month! Make sure you add the button to the bottom of your post and make lots of new friends!!!