Body Positive Week has me thinking of what I show, and don’t show on tumblr, and why. I happen to love this picture of myself, the way the morning light is flooding my body,the fact that I know I was smiling when I took it, warm and in bed and ready for the day. And yet, I didn’t post it. My stomach is exposed more than I am comfortable with. I tease that I am now “ribbed for your pleasure”, stretch marks and scars from three pregnancies, two children, two c-sections. For years, no one could touch me there in an intimate way, because I was ashamed and I would shut down. But not anymore. I have this one body, and it serves me well. Strong arms have held my babies and will wrap around those that I love as a comfort. Strong legs play on the playground and I carry me on many adventures. Every scar on me tells a story. Every soft piece of flesh is a piece of me. And so I offer myself up for pleasure, to give and receive. I live in confident skin, soft and scared.
I love everything that you just wrote! I also have a lot of scarring from surgeries in my teens, but you are correct that we wouldn’t be us without them! And also, you are so lovely! Who else wishes they could snuggle up next to her and feel that silky, skin against theirs?? Thank you!