Egypt
All of it.
Or at least that's what I tell myself to avoid getting stuck.
In my head.
About how I should look..
at this point.
22 weeks after the birth of my son.

So i love my belly.
the roundness and softness that's a reminder
that i carried my son
for 35 weeks...early but perfect.

i love my belly..
the way it feels when i'm happy over
a cinnamon coffee cake....cinammon dulce latte...hot peppermint tea..a fresh ripe mango..banana flavored yogurt...pie crust..pizza...tofu burgers...lentil soup...fresh water with lemon slices...tomatoes..green olives...roti...pistachios...
when it's happy cause i've fed it good...

and even when i don't love all of my belly..i love that i'm trying...
and learning to love the adjustment that is such a reflection of how life is.
not always perfect but good to us.
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