SPECIAL THANKS TO _OHBRENDA_ FOR INSPIRING THIS…follow her!
“How I feel about myself is more important than how I look. Feeling confident, being comfortable in your skin—that’s what really makes you beautiful.”
putting on for social media isn’t my thing. I don’t feel the need to show off what I look like (or don’t look like) after having my son. I politely smile & nod when others make a scene but I am no different from any other mother who has struggled with her postpartum body.
here’s an FYI for some: TELLING SOMEONE THEIR INSECURITY IS FOOLISH/ UNWARRANTED DOES NOT HELP. AND IT MOST DEFINITELY DOES NOT MAKE IT
just because others don’t notice what you are self conscious about doesn’t mean you’re crazy. insecurities are [IN]ternal. they are personal & often times, others may not understand them. that’s why they have to be conquered on a personal level. feeding off of others won’t help. trust me, I’ve tried. ie: while others were congratulating me on my snapback, I mourned the thickness I had before my pregnancy. WHO KNEW?!
my path to positive self image since then has been an interesting one to say the least. at first, I let other people’s opinions & praises fuel my “confidence” & I stayed in a crop top 🙄. then, I got down on myself for not having a six pack w/o my awkward mommy pudge (that’s what I call it) once Q turned 1 🙄🙄. a few other phases followed but praise God, I finally found my happy place 😌. I LOVE my stretch marks (i wish you could see them better in that pic) & small frame now because they are a constant reminder of my incredible journey through pregnancy. my new body –including my stretch marks & awkward mommy pudge — is physical evidence of the changes and growth that can not be seen.
Motherhood has taught me more about myself than I cared to learn 😕😂 & given me a brand new perspective on life. As my son grows, so does my gratitude for this role God has placed me in. I now find beauty in what I once considered a plight. I once felt burdened by motherhood for many reasons but now, I value the strength that has come from every challenging time. that includes the strength I found to love me in all of my glorious imperfection! my body, my face, my hair & most importantly my inner self. my stubbornness & sensitivity, my cutthroat attitude & compassion.. I love it all 😊
so if you see me parading about, stretch marks and all, just know I’m probably feeling like Beyoncé and nobody else has to like it 😎💁🏾