Three years ago this spring I found out I was pregnant. Instead of rejoicing over the little miracle that was growing inside my belly, I was angry and confused at the Lord.
Our marriage was struggling, I often felt like a single parent to our two older children plus I had no family support system nearby. Adding a baby to the mix seemed like the last thing we needed.
If I was the camel, then this was the last straw for me. I broke. I simply couldn’t understand what the Lord was doing.
Wives ‘n Mommas , this one is for you. Just over ten months ago, we welcomed our third baby; and, as with his two older siblings, my body has morphed into different shapes and sizes throughout that 19 month process, which I will affectionately call the “Triple P” – The Pregnancy & Postpartum Process.
The Triple P does incredible things for our bodies and our self-images. My belly has grown out, in and, now, down. My boobs have (or will) do the same, just in a slightly different order – out, down and in; “in” referring to the deflated (and sometimes concave) shape that apparently occurs to previously small chested women after breastfeeding. Side note: a deflated emotion may also occur to said women as previously small chested women are known to have overly enjoyed the glory days of having legit boobs while breastfeeding. But I digress.