Perfectly Imperfect

Scars…stretch marks…sagging skin. Are these features which we often look in the mirror and see unattractive attributes of child bearing and aging, or beautiful reminders of the journey our bodies have taken? I guess it all depends on your perception.

Within five years my body had gained and lost over 100 pounds. I lost a pregnancy… I nursed three babies and they grew from my milk. My body was stretched, worn, and towards the end of my pregnancies I could barely walk from pubic pain and the wear and tear the boys did to me. After it was all said and done,  I was left with a relatively deflated version of my prior perky modelesque figure, with various adornments of aging and reminders of the travels my body had been through.

Do I choose to love this body I have been given? Absolutely!



I have found that the more positive you are about yourself, the happier you will be in life. We all have imperfections. Yes, some can be changed, but for the things we cannot change, we have to learn to be at peace.

For me I find peace with my scars in the eyes of three beautiful little boys. I find joy in the best years that are yet to come. I gain confidence from the strength that my body has  been through what it has been through and came out on the flip side relatively healthy. My best advice, find the things in life that lift you up, boost your confidence and make you feel beautiful and don’t feel ashamed to treat yourself! And most importantly, give yourself some love, for we are all our own worst critics.




2 thoughts on “Perfectly Imperfect”

  1. I love you my beautiful “Daughter”. Even though you became our daughter through marriage we couldn’t be any more proud of you. When I look at you, I see a strong, faithful, loving and devoted wife and mother. Someone who puts her family first and realizes that true happiness and beauty come from our desire to spread God’s Love through our actions.


  2. I have loved this beautiful girl since she arrived.
    Her beautiful Little self was mine alone for many years. Then like a flower in spring she blossomed from her quiet genius to a hard working. Wonderful mommy. Her imperfection is none in my eyes.


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