Bear with me... this post really isn't about a naked Jessica Simpson, or a naked anyone else for that matter!
It's about... well... stretch marks. My ugly, beautiful stretch marks.
And yes, I am posting pictures.
Isn't pregnancy a beautiful thing? Doesn't every woman out there hope for that "glow" someday when she decides to carry around a little miracle inside of her? And, don't all women hope for those stunning maternity pictures seen on the cover of various magazines? Maybe even secretly want those sexy poses to keep for themselves...
It should be easy! After all, women do it all the time! You want to know the secret? Watch this short, tell all video [HERE]
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Unfortunately, we live in a world that lies. We have been trained from a really, really young age to, "compare our behind-the-scenes with everyone else's highlight reel" (Steven Furtick). We have a pretty screwy idea of what beautiful is, heck we have a pretty screwy sense of what normal is! But guess what- I'm normal. And, I'm beautiful. There I said it. And I believe it. I've been told on several occasions by different people, "Well- you won't be wearing a bikini ever again!" And maybe I won't be. But, why not? Why can't I? What about me, and my sacrifice, and my decision to bring a baby into this world is so darn offensive to other people? Why shouldn't I be confident enough, and proud of my body and the scars it bears enough, to rock any type of swimsuit I want to?
Anyway, some women really do find their glow during pregnancy, rock the high heels the whole time, and bounce back into shape with no evidence of having just carried a baby for 9 long months. Other women, (I think- I cannot be the only one like this out there!) suffer through the unfavorable pregnancy symptoms, and/ or gain weight in undesirable places, and/ or have to trudge a long road of recovery from tears and stitches and even broken tail bones, and/ or will forever carry a scar, or two, or thirty as a result of their pregnancy.
I cried a lot during my first pregnancy as my body changed and disappointed me over the months. I cried once or twice about it this second time around too. But, through lots of love and confidence building from my husband and general maturity on my part- recognizing that the happiness I feel as a result of my children makes everything else, every silly vanity I cling to, non important, I have come to love the way I am! So, I had my husband take a few pictures of me and I am about to share them here. I realize that I will be judged, but this is about me loving me just the way I am. And, if you stretch or have other unfavorable happenings during pregnancy, or any time in your life, I hope you love you just the way you are too.
Has anyone seen the movie What to Expect When You're Expecting? Moms- which character best represented you during your pregnancies? I am totally right there with the glamor-less Wendy (played by Elizabeth Banks) though I have to say I never did pee my pants in public!