Reunite With Your Body

What I wish I had heard after my abortion:

“Reunite with your body.”

☀️💛☀️

You lost touch when your mom told you 
you shouldn’t eat that third cookie at age ten.

You lost touch when your 
friends in middle school had 
less belly in their bikinis.

You lost touch when you told him
NO
and he fondled you anyway. 

You lost touch when all those
fertility treatments failed.  

Or maybe
you didn’t lose touch until you were blindsided 
by the unplanned pregnancy. 

Now is the time to let all of that go.

Not to forget it 
but to redefine it.

Now is the time to reunite.

Love her.

Caress her.

Whisper sweet nothings into every nook and cranny of her miraculous shape. 

She needs you now more than ever. 

 

She needs you to
rekindle the flame you had before the world started telling you lies.

I believe that some things in life pick us…

That’s exactly how I feel about my abortion.

I don’t just think abortion picked me to teach me a lesson. I believe that my baby picked me so that I could do this work, so that I could help other women find the inner peace and strength I was able to access before, during, and after my procedure.