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Mikaela

February 20, 2007

The first time I visited The Shape of a Mother, there were only a few submissions, and I thought, “I have to do this.” It’s taken me several months to *finally* do it, but here I am, thanks to all the amazing moms who’ve already posted :)

Before I really had the chance to even consider whether or not I wanted children, I became pregnant. We were high school sweethearts, together for almost four years and engaged. I was 18, he was 19, and we were living together, far away from home. I don’t remember much about being pregnant, other than *loving* it. I’ve never in my life ever felt so beautiful than I did during those nine months. Even when I was working double shifts and throwing up in a trash can at my desk, I was absolutely joyous over my belly.

Being so young, my body weight and shape went right back to where I started almost immediately. However, the nearly 40 pounds I gained left me with many stretch marks; all over my tummy, on the tops of my thighs and on my breasts. I never had a stretch mark in my life before then and I thought they were just the wildest things.

I’ve always been self-conscience of my body, always very modest, and so these scars didn’t really change the way I dressed or undressed or displayed myself. I hadn’t owned a bathing suit in years, I never wore belly-bearing tops and I never undressed in front of my boyfriend. As much as my modesty has been a burden, I believe it also really helped me adjust to my new appearance. I’d always had a private, intimate relationship with my body – getting to know it with these unusual stretch marks wasn’t difficult.

I do love them. Seeing them, I am reminded of just how clueless I was ten years ago when I got pregnant. What were we thinking?! 2,500 miles away from home, barely making it on our own, living it up every weekend, no car, still kids ourselves… It’s amazing that we were allowed to have a child!

Like most mommas, I now know that I was intended to give birth to my son; I know the world was simply not complete without him. He is an amazing, thoughtful, creative, cuddly, nonstop, tackling, building, drawing, high-energy, high-impact, collection of skateboarding legs, basketball playing arms and long hair. He’s my monster. My number one man, my light, my heart and my soul. And every time I brush a hand across my stomach and feel one of my deep stretch marks, or catch a glimpse of them on my breasts, the edges of them poking out the top of my shirt, or notice them on my thighs when I change at the gym, I am reminded of him, and I feel proud and insanely touched by the fact that I am a mom. A mom – wow!

Now that I’ve had the time and experience to consider parenthood, I know that had I not become pregnant then, I never would have. Sustainability, economics, consumerism, politics and just plain fright play major roles in my decision to *not* have any more children. Thank goodness I was too young and stupid ten years ago to know any better! As difficult as being a very young, and eventually a single mom, has been, I feel like parenthood was the universe’s gift to me – the only way I could become a mother, was to let it happen before I could even think about it. Thank god it did :)

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6 Responses to “Mikaela”

  1. emily Says:
    February 20th, 2007 at 4:44 pm

    What a lovely entry! I love your essay, and your outlook on how your perspective has changed as you have gotten older and wiser. I’m not a Mom, but I can relate to how you feel about decisions that were “made for you.” Your feeling about this is familiar to me, so it makes me feel better about having kids too.

  2. Autumn Says:
    February 20th, 2007 at 8:28 pm

    your entry actually made me tear up a little, i love the description of your son. :)

    your stretchmarks are amazing looking. actually, they’re gorgeous.

  3. Catherine Says:
    February 21st, 2007 at 4:25 am

    I have three kids and no stretch marks but find myself thinking that yours are so beautiful I’d like some myself.. :0)

  4. mikaela Says:
    February 22nd, 2007 at 7:52 pm

    Wow… There it is. My belly! :D

    Thank you, emily, Autumn and Catherine for your thoughtful comments. I wish I could hug you!

    One love,
    Mikaela

  5. melody Says:
    February 23rd, 2007 at 3:41 pm

    This is so beautiful… I, too, became pregnant very young.. and was really naive… and that was good in so many ways. I had no fear, I just did it! Wouldn’t change a thing!

  6. karen Says:
    February 23rd, 2007 at 5:44 pm

    I have one baby boy, and got soo many stretch marks. After i had him i felt so depressed, i hated myself and thought i was the only person getting these horrible things. but now when i see other women with the same situation i feel so much better and it has helped me love my body more. i really like the way you feel about your marks. and i hope one day i will feel the same.

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