(from our shop)
I never knew trust till childbirth. I thought my body would fail, I anticipated, expected lack.
Instead I birthed. I made it through a birth that everyone thought would end in c-section. I then roared through my second birth with ease, beauty, and so much faith in my bodies creation.
That trust gets tested time and time again. In the late night feedings that have no milk the first night and an abunance the next. In my bodies quick response to my girls needs.
Ever has been sick. Nolie has been extra needy. My body has compensated; So much milk.
Her body healed quickly thanks to this liquid gold. And once again my trust was tested.
I worried, fretted, thought the worst. Then nursed the night away and woke up to a smiling, pooping, crawling, herself little bug.
My body is incredible. What it can do is mind-blowing.
Today, I am exceedingly thankful for my design. And even more than that, I am beyond thankful for the words on my heart and lips for this body. Replacing complaints, stupid ugly words that are all over culture, and have no place on my body. The words I am owning today (and all the rest of the days I hope)- Powerful, Gorgeous, Strong, Enough, and Mine… just mine. To give to whoever I choose, and to embrace wholly.
Go body go! (go milk go!)