So while I may not be able to do 5 pull-ups, I can rock a sick baby. all. night. long.
And while I may be a little squishy around my tummy, my kids have more of me to hug.
And when my arm has a little extra wave when I gesture you hello, I can still play a mean game of hide and go seek. And win.
And although I don’t have a “summer-ready body,” my husband still tells me I’m beautiful every day….and I believe him.
So the next time, dear Facebook friend, you ask me if I want to lose the rest of my baby weight and finally get the body I’ve always dreamed of, I will smile, look over at my babies and reply, “I do have the body I’ve always dreamed of. I’m a size mom. And that’s exactly the size I want to be.”
