"My belly has not seen the light of day for almost 25 years. I'm afraid that I, too, have bought into the worldly concept of what a "beautiful belly" looks like and mine is definitely NOT! But as I was pondering this thought and my unease with the appearance of my body, I was reminded that this belly was where my children resided in absolute comfort and safety from conception until birth.
|"Though clothed, it still is QUITE A BELLY!"|
That each unsightly stretch mark recorded a laugh, a hiccup, a sneeze, and that each scar is a telltale sign that I loved them more than the loss of my flawless figure, more than the carnal perception of a beautiful body - a beautiful belly. Mine is beautiful because my children lived there, and my body now bears the proof. This is a concept I want to embrace.
When I look at this picture I am in awe. I murdered my first two unborn babies by abortion, and was not in a relationship when I made the choice to have this baby. Somehow, God considered me worthy, and the day after this picture was taken I was blessed with not one, but two beautiful baby girls. Later I would have two more boys. My children are my greatest joy and my greatest accomplishment in life. Thank-you, BEAUTIFUL BELLY!"
And in the spirit of "The Belly Blog" ...
|There it is, 24 years later - peeking out. (ok, so it has seen the light of day...once).|