Note to my postpartum self
I stand in the mirror 3 months postpartum. I look at my body and At first I don’t like what I see. Arms are bigger and belly is still bigger than I would like. My face is puffier than I remember it ever being. After that first glance… I stop being so critical of myself and start to appreciate her. These arms hold and comfort my baby. That belly grew my son and kept him safe for 9 months. That puffy face is what brings the biggest smile to my son’s face all day everyday. I am proud of this body. She has done magical things to bring that precious boy into this world. I hate that every critical thought comes through my head. The years of being told that if you are not toothpick thin then you are not good enough. News flash I am good enough. I am stronger than I ever thought possible. I am resilient. I also have never been more proud of my body and the way it looks right now. Over time I will get back to a new normal. It took 9 months to build a human I can expect to “bounce back” even quicker. I love how I am.. right here and now. In this new stage of life.. this body made me a mother and I will be forever grateful.