The Shape of a Mother
While talking about postpartum bodies the other day another mother said:
“This belly button is 3 generations in the making: my mama gave it to me and my babies decorated it.”
That was enough to make me look at my postpartum body in a completely different light. I am not ugly, I don’t need to hide away until “ideal beauty” is reached again (as if that were even possible, or desirable.) Michael has been telling me daily that I am beautiful, inside and out. He is right, I am beautiful.
Carrying Damian has changed me forever, I am learning to love this change, after all I wouldn’t have him if not for it.
The Shape of a Mother
My belly may or make not shrink. I am at peace with that.
36-inches around and I have never felt more beautiful.
A number cannot define me, I will not give it that power.
Body, mind and soul I am balanced and I am healthy,
– waist size notwithstandingl
This body brought forth life.
What greater beauty is there then that?I am the vessel from which life poured.
I am a mother.These stretch marks will always be with me.
Commericals may tell me to laser them off,
– but I love them all.
My son has changed my soul forever, for the better.
My body too is changed forever, for the better.
These marks are my tattoo of motherhood.I have crossed a threshold.
I am a mother.My hips are bigger, my old jeans don’t fit.
These hips birthed my son, they are beautiful.My breasts are bigger, they soak my shirts.
These breasts nourish my son, they are beautiful.My heart and my soul are bigger, my emotions overflow.
This heart and this soul love my son, they are beautiful.I am a mother.
I am strong.
I am beautiful.I am a mother.
~ by Jaspenelle Stewart
I may submit this to The Shape of a Mother, not sure yet. Eitherway, check out the website and all the beautiful mamas who have contributed. I think we can all agree that the mainstream view of beauty has to change, we can begin this change within ourselves and the minds of our children.
Damian and I had our six week postpartum visit yesterday. The gap in my abdominal muscles has healed, my uterus is back to its normal size and my tear is mostly healed, she still wants me to wait four more weeks before any… baby creating activities. They want me to come back in a month to check it again and fit me for a diaphragm as well. I feel great and today I fit into my prepregnancy jeans for the first time since giving birth. They are my bloaty pms jeans but I am totally not complaining! I do not know if I will ever fit back into my “skinny jeans”, not because I won’t loose the rest of the baby weight but because I think my hips are permanently wider from carrying Damian.
