Belly Pooch Quotes

I’ve never subscribed to the idea that just because you’re bigger than what society deems acceptable you shouldn’t be able to flaunt your body. I’m a big girl. I’m not very top heavy, I only wear a C cup bra. My waist is somewhat trimmer, but my wide hips make up for it. I’ve got stretchmarks, dimples, and dips on my ass and hips. My arms are flabby, my lower belly has a pooch to it, and my thighs rub together when I walk. I make no attempts to cover up because I feel very comfortable in my body, and from the way Rome is devouring me with his eyes, he agrees with me.

A mother's work is never done, but the part that ropes you in, the part where you enthusiastically surrender your worldly ambitions, the part where you give your love, body and soul, to ensuring the joy and existent of another human being, that part is done. The lifting from the bath and cradling, the smell of her damp hair, the knowing every fold of her body more intimately than you know your own, the ear tuned to the slightest cry, the anticipation of her needs and the ability to fulfill those needs because they are simple, food, love, protection, that is gone. The sweet breath is gone, the velvety warmth of her skin, the pooch belly, the explosion of her smile, the rushing to you in the morning, and the clinging to your leg, gone.