I Once Was Her

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I love this quote.
I once was her, the “one,” waiting, wishing, hoping to be a Mother.

Finding out I was finally going to be a Mom was one most incredible feelings. It didn’t matter whether I was going to give birth naturally or have a cesarean (we are all rockstars btw). And it didn’t matter that my body was going to change drastically. I was finally going to be a Mom, a Mom to triplets!

And although I never imagined my body would look the way it does now, it represents so much more. There is a lot of extra skin, stretch marks, sag and wrinkles. And while my new Mom body may be hard to love sometimes, it is a new me that represents the power of the female body and the miracle of carrying three babies.

I call my postpartum marks my “Hope wounds” and they have taught me a greater meaning of self-love and appreciation for my body. There is empowerment for yourself in loving yourself.

Our postpartum marks are stories of hope, stories of love, and sometimes stories of loss. There is so much beauty in our Mom bodies because above all they represent life, our children, and the undeniable love we have for them.

For the “one”somewhere wishing, hoping, praying for her miracle, this is for you. May you have hope in your journey and be reminded that you are never alone. And to all the Mama’s struggling to love themselves: you’re beautiful, and strong. It is okay to take the time to grieve your pre-baby body.  Your feelings for how you may feel about your body are valid and heard, but I hope, today, you are empowered to love yourself a little more today!!

Letter board: @rivi.co
Tee: @weestructed

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