Most moms have them. Most women have body image issues as a result of them at least at some point. I accepted my stretch marks as beautiful a long time ago, because they are the result of having birthed my three amazing little boys. I had twins first, and it did take awhile to stop harboring a title bit of self hate that I would never have the “perfect” body again. As I lost weight, I realized that each mark was beautiful, something special rather than ugly. My thoughts slowly transitioned to, “check out these bad ass marks.” Above is a picture I posted to Instagram awhile ago, with my beautiful tummy post weight loss, post twins.
While I still have a long way to go to get to my goal weight, I have managed to keep that attitude after this pregnancy too. Of course that didn’t stop me from cringing this morning as one of my twins pointed at them. I immediately tensed up, and got ready for the worst, flashing back to all those times as a teenager that young kids, or even a foreign exchange student one time, would point at my acne, and ask what was wrong with my face. I want my boys to grow up knowing all types of people are beautiful, not just what they airbrush in a magazine.
That is exactly why I almost cried tears of joy when my precious son went on to say, “I like them. Mommy’s pretty.” Today is one of those days that I feel like I’m doing something right, and I can’t stop smiling.