Beautiful Scar (My journey)






To be honest about going through that beautiful yet assigned task of every women on earth to bear a child for 9 whole months and deliver safely on earth: it's not a castle nor any piece of art.
So many times I've doubted my courage to be strong every moment, so many times I have been pinched and pulled at sections that I didn't like at all.
So many times I have been pierced with needles that I no longer can take one.
So many times I controlled my teary eyes when in pain and comforted myself with the beautiful future to hold.
In reality this body has done everything I'd ever want it to do.
Sure it's not a magazine or souviner worthy to some.
 Sure it's filled with overwhelmingly happiness once the painful phase gets rolled up. But not denying the fact it sure does leaves you with stretch marks and scars that look so distasteful and remind you of the life taking experiences of pain and fear you had gone through.
Yet the fact is this body, the one I own gave me another life. Another precious soul to love and to hold for a lifetime.
And to me and my husband, it's the place that grew our baby, our life.
 It's the place that everything we love most started.

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