Remember when John Mayer called a woman's body "a wonderland"?
He wasn't wrong.
Though I'm sure most of us ladies would self-deprecatingly consider that post-kids temple of ours to be more of a house of horrors than a fun park, the fact is, Mayer was/is right.
This body of ours, it is a wonderland.
Because out of it came the most beautiful humans on the planet.
Listen, ladies --
All of the beautiful-hearted, rambunctious children that roam this Earth are here thanks to our
cellulite-decorated,
callus-bearing,
fourth-meal-eating,
slightly overweight,
out of shape,
eternally exhausted,
self-sacrificing bodies,
and that makes them a wonderland.
When women willingly surrender their desired bodies, to create, carry, birth, nurse, and care for their offspring, there's nothing more undeniably and authentically beautiful.
Mayer wanted to "swim in a deep sea of blankets" with his woman, and this 'ole lady will be doing just that as I park my wonderland on the couch to Netflix it up next to the spouse.
My body is a wonderland.
It's true.
But the real wonderland is the one I live in with people I love, and my husband and I value that above all else.
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