Wednesday, March 24, 2010
in his eyes.
in the middle of nursing ... he lights up. at the sight of me. his blue eyes sparkling with life and happy.
and i don't see myself the same ... through his eyes.
i don't see the pounds that i want to lose that threaten to remain. forever.
i don't see the tired mama that can barely keep her shit together somedays.
i don't see the wrinkles under my eyes. or the stretch marks that make their way across my belly.
i don't see the feet in major need of a pedicure. or the fingernails that are long neglected.
i don't see the lack of make up. or the hair that has been pulled into a ponytail. again.
i see myself as he sees me. perfect.
because i am. to him.
i am so. in. love. with this boy.
i honestly never thought this was possible.
i'm sort of a you-capture virgin ... but i thought this post and picture was so fitting for this week's theme of ...
and i've been a fan of you-capture for quite some time. check it out. beautiful entries. beautiful people.