Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Redeeming Beauty

As I was getting out of the shower a couple of years ago, my then 2-year-old daughter asked a question for which I was not prepared:

"Mama, what are those lines on your tummy?"

In a matter of moments my mind went from shame to dread at answering to realizing neither of those emotions should have any weight on my answer.  In that moment, the LORD and I had a brief conversation in which He whispered to me inaudibly of the beauty in the creation of life.  Little did I realize at the time that the response He gave me for my precious, inquisitive daughter would be transformative to both of our views on beauty.

"Those are the lines where mama's tummy stretched to make room for you and sissy to grow in my tummy.  Aren't they beautiful?"

Beautiful. Before that moment I never would have described my stretched, baggy, scarred stomach as beautiful.  But that's just what it is.  Somehow within my womb two little girls came into being and grew until the time came for them to join the world.  Nothing about that process should be considered anything but beautiful.  True, there may be pain in the process--physical pain and emotional pain--but the end result is life.  Why should I feel any shame in bodily changes that yielded two amazing little girls?

When my eldest daughter asked her question, she wasn't attempting to point out my deficiencies; she merely noticed something about my body that she hadn't noticed before and wondered what it was.  To her, my having stretchmarks and a C-section scar are no different than my having breasts.  They are a part of what she associates with womanhood and motherhood, both of which she aspires to with all the daydreaming of a typical little girl.  In that moment, I was given the opportunity to either communicate dissatisfaction with motherhood or joy.  And, through the Holy Spirit's prompting, I was able to communicate joy even in one of my least favorite parts of being a mother.

She doesn't always notice my stretchmarks these days, but when she points them out, it's with comments like:

"I love your pretty lines, mama."

My pretty lines.  That's just what they are.  Beautiful reminders of the joys and terrors, the difficulties and triumphs of birthing children.  May I daily embrace all that God has given me, the pleasant and the not-so-pleasant, knowing that my body is a temple that I am called to care for and use, not for my own glory, but for the glory of the LORD.

A Place to Ponder

It has been a good long while since I've written anything public longer than a Facebook post (which those who know me isn't short by any means).  Lately I've had various ponderings on my heart heavily enough to want to write about them lest the pain and triumph be lost to my ever-increasing bouts of memory failure that have plagued me ever since my first pregnancy.

I no longer plan to write as any sort of chronological diary of our lives but rather to simply write on topics the LORD lays on my heart as being important enough to share.  The first of such topics is the beauty of stretchmarks.  Yep, I just used beauty and stretchmarks in the same sentence.

I also have plans to write a series on feeling done, as in ready to move away and start over either in a convent or as a celibate working woman living alone--because I cannot possibly be the only mother who has felt ready to be done with all the demands of mothering small children and keeping a home.

Other ideas are swirling in my mind but for now I must bid you adieu as my glamorous life as a stay-at-home mama beckons me.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

I'm Back

So maybe I won't start posting more frequently.  But I just had an absolutely fabulous play date with a friend I met through the blog and it has me inspired to at least start trying to post little snippets again.  I think of posting things but then feel pressure to post long updates since it's been so long and then never end up posting.  Now that daily visits to my site have become a very small number, I don't feel as much pressure so maybe I'll pick it up again.

For now, here are a few of our most recent happenings...

  • Kit and Elise fed a giraffe (see photo below) at the Boise Zoo while we were visiting his sister and her family.  They both loved the experience, Elise so much so that she told me all about it again in detail at breakfast this morning even though I was there to witness the event and even though it happened three weeks ago.
  • Evelyn is walking now.  Not all the time, but she mostly tries to walk wherever she goes.  If she's in a huge hurry, she gives up more quickly but otherwise she tries to walk rather than crawl.  And she's talking more and more.  Lately, her favorite thing to say is "all done."  She says it both when she is all done and when she just wants to be impressive and say the words.
  • I ran my first ever 5K last night!!  I started Couch to 5K in February or March and then took a break because of a couple of trips (one to my parents' and one to Kit's sister's) and multiple illnesses (a cold, a horrible virus that had me in bed for a few days, lingering exhaustion from said virus and another cold).  But I've started up again and ran an actual, full fledged 5K (a bit more even) last night.  I was thinking of doing a race but decided to reward myself instead with a pair of running shorts since the price was about the same.  Unfortunately, the shorts are sold out online so now I have to see about finding a store here that sells them.
And now for some photos...