I tell you what though. Even if I had a fairy godmother at hand, ready to lift and tuck to my heart’s desire, there are a few things I would never change.
The little lines that came with my second daughter, as I traveled to a new country. When I started my life over in China. As the Father healed the scars on my heart by giving me a beautiful, and satisfying natural birth experience.
And the sign that this, my third baby, really was here. I almost feel lucky, that I have a physical reminder of his life. The pink, thin line below my bellybutton. Witness to the bad thing taken out of me, the cyst that my baby pointed out. I think it is pretty amazing that at 9 weeks old, unborn, and perfect, he maybe saved his mama’s life.
These lines, bumps, and scars are the sign of an amazing thing. A body designed for miracles. It blows my mind!
So… Rachel, maybe instead of a vaca where we lift and tuck, you and I can just escape to a beach in Brazil when we are done having kids?
P.S. For the record, Matt says he wouldn't be opposed to making a LITTLE lifting and tucking a priority