Ray and I were blessed to have an evening with
only Olivia in the house. As I prepared our dinner, I was so excited to
have alone time with him that I lit a candle and placed it on our
dinner table.

I had been thinking often of my body lately and how I have aged and changed.

You see, I have borne 7 children and have been breastfeeding off and
on for 22 years. Sadly, when I was a young, prenant woman, I had no
concept of nutrition or what I neded to do to keep a good body after
pregnancy. My only concept was EAT FOR 2, which I fully enjoyed and
overdid.

Gain weight, birth, breastfeed, lose weight, get pregnant again--and the cycle continued for 20 years.

When Olivia is weaned, this will be the last baby my breasts will nourish.

The thought of seeking the medical profession to give me the breasts
of my youth is a temptation. How I would love to look absolutely HOT in
a fitted tee shirt or camisole.

BUT, as I am ever so aware, these breasts, no matter how much they
have changed, have been faithful. And I love them as they are.

Just as my babies and I were one when pregnant, my breasts connected me to my baby in loving unity this side of the womb.

So, in this alone time with my husband, I was able to discuss this
issue with him to see if he supported my decision to leave them as they
are.

In loving agreement, he honors them for what they have done for our
family. They still bring him pleasure and he would not want to change a
thing.

He is looking forward to selfishly having them when Olivia is weaned ;)

I am so thankful for a natural-minded man who loves his children and
me. A blessing I too often take for granted... like my body... the
strength I have endured to conceive, bear, birth, and nourish 7
children is an amazing gift of God that I will be in awe of forever...
saggy breasts and all.  ~It is worth it.~