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Five Minute Friday- DEPEND

Every Friday I team up with my friends over at Five Minute Friday for a writing prompt.  Five minutes!  No editing.  No overthinking.  Just letting the words flow.  Todays word…

DEPEND

I’ve got a mom pooch.  Yes you read that right.

The pooch in the center of the stomach region that sticks out a bit too far when relaxed, full, or when I’m simply not paying attention.  You know the one.

I’ve started noticing this pooch a bit too often over the last month or so.  You see, my kiddos are growing.  I’m almost two years since having my last child.  I’ve been working out more and eating better over the last 9 months than in my entire life.

(NOT in an effort to lose weight, but experiencing freedom in healthy lifestyle…I digress…)

One would think with all the “good” things I’m doing and doing it consistently this whole pooch thing would be a thing of the past.  But do you know what I’m learning?

My kiddos DEPEND on my mom pooch.

It’s the perfect pillow for relaxing on the couch.  It’s the best “shelf” to sit on while I carry my 30+ pound almost two year old around throughout the day.

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And it stretches and shrinks just enough to stay ready for another baby if the Lord see’s fit somewhere in the future (NOT an announcement!!)

When I workout each morning my eyes struggle at times to look past the pooch.  But when I realize this pooch is a reminder of my kids DEPENDENCE on me and the Lords provision I see beauty in a body He has strengthened and designed for His purposes.  I see an instrument in the hands of THE Creator instead of an ornament to be on display to critiques and opinions of others.

Embrace the pooch mommas, your kiddos DEPEND on it.

(I should probably say as my kiddos grow and I continue to workout if said “pooch” decides to take a turn and disappear you probably won’t hear me complain, just sayin’!)

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  1. This is so great, Chelsea. I know the feeling, except mine is a bit more menopausally related. Sigh. I was teasing my son (he is 15, with autism) recently because perhaps both of us have eaten a bit too much ice cream this summer, and I said his tummy was a nice squishy pillow. He loved that. I liked the way he took pleasure in it; it was good for me to hear that! As for what you’ve said: women’s bodies are incredible works of divine creation and should be celebrated no matter their size or shape. Thanks for writing this.

    Jeannie (next door to you at #32 in the FMF linkup this week)

  2. Evidently my grown daughters are becoming more and more dependent on me, since my pooch is growing as I get older. Somehow I don’t think that’s quite the truth. Mine is just a blob of fat. But hey, if you can be so positive about your teeny, tiny pooch, I can be positive about mine. It’s a great place for my huge dog to lay her head and have her ears rubbed! Thanks, Chelsea for helping me find that positive spin!

  3. Totally get it…totally. And love the picture. My hip was the favorite bench for two boys!
    Bless you, with all Father has for you as you give thanks to Him for His many blessings – pooch and all. (BTW, don’t really see too much of a pooch so don’t sweat it and thanks for causing me to smile)
    Visiting from the FMF link up at #66 – Lisa

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