2 pregnancies- 1 MC at 16 weeks – one healthy baby. 14 Months postpartum.
Thinking back at how paranoid I was pre-baby, im amazed that i have accepted my new body as much as i have. I know it doesn’t look so bad, and i should wear my mommy body and each and every stretch mark with pride, but at times its hard, as im sure many mothers know. When I got pregnant at 19, I was 124 lbs and 5’4″, I gained a total of 60 lbs and had a beautiful baby girl weighing in at 9 lbs 6 oz, and 21 1/4 inches long. I look in the mirror and see the body that fought to keep my daughter alive during my long and difficult pregnancy, a body that went through 2 days of mild labor and 21 hrs of hard labor with 2 hrs of pushing. A body that is perfectly imperfect. Now, 14 mos later i weigh 114 lbs, not due to diet and exercise, but because ive been a bit sick, but i want to encourage those of you who are unhappy with your weight, don’t give up hope, and you are all beautiful.
Although I am sometimes disgusted with my stretchmarks and the extra skin that used to be a perfect flat tummy, I am not ashamed of how I look, it is a badge, a badge that shows the strength, patience, and love it takes to create and grow something so beautiful and precious.