I look at myself in the mirror and I like what I see.
I see someone who takes up more space than she used to but I also see
long, blond hair that turns my husband on.
I see blue eyes that try to look for the best in all people.
I see a nose that loves the aroma of my mom’s peanut butter cookies.
I see full lips that like to sing praises to Christ Jesus.
I see two ears that delight in the sound of my children’s laughter.
I see shoulders that sometimes feel the weight of the world.
I see two strong arms that ache to hold a newborn just one more time.
I see breasts that nourished and nurtured three miracles.
I see a waist that can still be embraced in my husband’s arms.
I see full hips that made the perfect seat for a curious baby.
I see long legs that will stand up for what is right.
I see feet that will go the extra mile for those I love.