Loving Me

When I was 20, I thought I weighed too much (I didn't hit triple digit weight until my pregnancy with Alex), my nose was too 'button-shaped', my hair was too red and my breasts were too small.  I didn't enjoy looking in the mirror.  Now, as I run screaming headlong into my 40s, I love my sweet curves, my adorable nose, my amazing hair that I'm accused of dying all the time (it's just me..just mine!) and love my breasts that fed my babies and still excite my husband.  The mirror is my friend, and if you catch me looking into a storefront that has some reflective value, you'll know I'm just being thankful for the gifts that are mine.