When you think about your body, I bet you see the flaws. Okay I see the flaws (of my body, not yours). I avoid the mirror after a shower better than a deer avoids hunting season. I would rather talk or write about anything other than my body.
So with the first Finish that Sentence in over a month I almost skipped. I truly could not think of one amazing thing my body has done. Let alone the most amazing thing my body has done.
I know, you are thinking: CHILD BIRTH. But well, I didn’t do that too well. Pregnancy, sure. That was easy. Heck it wasn’t until month 7 with Abby that I even thought of maternity clothes (don’t hate me). Yet, I don’t really think that is the most amazing thing my body has done. Every mother, after all, has done it.
So to be amazing, it has to be unique. Right?
I was stumped. Truly stumped by this week’s prompt. What is the most amazing thing my body has done?
How’s that for self-confidence?
Then I realized it was simple, really. The most amazing thing my body has done is provide whatever Boo needs. I have held Boo down (physically) during a truly invasive, painful procedure yet she willingly runs into my arms. I have comforted Boo during moments of epic meltdowns and moments of a Hallmark-commercial sweetness.
This body is the one Boo clings to more than any other. This body, my body, is the one most likely to soothe, to make secure, to always be there when needed. At 3 in the morning or at 3 in the afternoon.
It amazes me, with every test I have held her down through, she prefers my body over all others.
My cheek is the one that rests against hers for a kiss.
My ear lobe is the one she rubs for sensory comfort.
My mouth the one that advocates for her.
My shoulder is where she rests her head when tired, when sad, when happy and when content.
My lap is the most comfortable seat in any restaurant.
My hips are the one she rests her head against as I do dishes, just wanting to be close to my side.
My legs are the ones carry her when she wants to walk but is too tired.
My hand is the one that held as she slides down the ‘big’ slide.
My arms are the ones that picks her up when she falls and lets her go when she flies.
The most amazing thing my body has done is something not for me, but for my beautiful Boo.