I’m Holly. I’m a strong mom some days. I’m a tired mom some days. I’m a white mom every day. But not all of my kids are white. And their lives matter.
My saggy skin on my stomach reminds me that my stomach grew, and provided life… My stretch marks remind me that it took work for my body to grow a human. Work that left a scar….My cellulite remind me that it’ okay to be flawed.