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When A Hug Speaks Volumes

In case no one has told you yet today, you’re beautiful.

I was content for most of my pregnancy with Dominic until one day this feeling consumed me that I will never be the same. It has happened once or twice since Dominic was born where I just looked at myself and had a deep understanding that I’m forever changed, not just mentally but physically.

They’re moments where I find myself having to revisit and re-accept my new life and body despite fully understanding the miracle that took place.  I don’t really know why it happens.  Most of the time, I’m happy and not even thinking about it, but every now and then something will trigger these nostalgic emotions.
Today, like a crazy person, I decided to try on old swimsuits for an upcoming vacation, and of course, that can always be sensitive territory. I’ve had to try on a few new ones during the past few months and it was easy to just brush things off so I thought little of the idea of trying on old swimsuits.  What’s the big difference, right?It was just Dominic and me in the room, and at some point, I had a bikini on and just sat and stared at myself in the mirror.  I had on a bikini that I wore before I was pregnant, and I noticed that it fit differently in different areas.  The top, which was once a little loose was now a little snug due to my wider rib cage.  The width of the front of the suit looked different because of this too.  I started to notice these crazy differences – things that don’t change with good eating and exercise.  Things that morphed on my body to accommodate growing a human being.  I almost felt the sensation of what had consumed me before until I felt two tiny, warm arms wrap around my waist.  I looked down, and there was Dominic with a smile on his face giving me a big hug on my bare belly.

I never said anything, but something tells me that he knew I was starting to think deeply about something that I didn’t really need to.  His hug cleared my mind instantly.  Without a word, I hugged him back and rolled onto my back for a big cuddle.  He is the sweetest.  It felt like he was telling me that I am beautiful and reminding me that I’m loved just the way I am.  Is that corny?  It really felt like he knew.Just like that, I packed up most of the bikinis from my pre-pregnancy days and put them in a bag to donate.  They’re not worth holding onto.  This moment – this new life – is worth holding onto.

In case no one has told you yet today, you’re beautiful.

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7 Comments

  • Reply Ashley Daley

    Beautifully written. Now after having my second, I feel like this even more at times. Thank you for the beautiful reminder (and aren't baby hugs the greatest?!).

    September 20, 2016 at 12:35 pm
    • Reply Vy

      I think we internalize a lot of these feelings because society seems to think that if we feel anything but happy about our new life, we're bad moms. But… we're human! We have pasts and think on it from time to time. It's good to know we're not alone. You are always looking great, and YES baby hugs are amazing!! I love this age! The hugs and kisses are so sincere and full of love!

      September 21, 2016 at 6:56 pm
  • Reply Cass

    This is beautiful. ❤️

    September 21, 2016 at 5:34 am
    • Reply Vy

      You're beautiful!

      September 21, 2016 at 6:56 pm
    • Reply Cass

      😘

      September 27, 2016 at 6:31 am
  • Reply http://whimsicalwolfblog.com/

    AWWWWE HOW SWEET! I LOVED THIS POST. I have a six year old daughter so I can relate. Children really are gifts from God! My name is Brandy and I am new to the blogging community, and its very nice to meet you. http://whimsicalwolfblog.com/

    March 12, 2017 at 9:37 am
    • Reply Vy

      Aww I’m glad, Brandy! I bet you definitely have some adventures of your own with a 6 year old! Also, congrats on starting up your blog! <3

      March 12, 2017 at 10:21 pm

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