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  • Our bodies surrender to themselves to allow another human into this realm

    I catch myself giggling when I hear boys and men talk about “thick girls” or even body types in general.

    The rhetoric around it is usually 100% the same.

    Big thighs , big butt and big boobs with a small flat tummy.

    I have news for the world. . .

    These tummy’s ain’t meant to stay flat , tight and without stay without flaw.

    Right underneath is the womb, an organ that grows ONE THOUSAND times it natural size to accommodate life.

    WE DO THAT.

    Some of us over and over and over again, some of us back to back to back.

    Our bodies surrender to themselves to allow another human into this realm.

    I remember the day I gave birth to my first who was 2 ounces short of 10lbs. Her father said “Will her belly stay like that forever?”

    I remember my sister holding me as I cried after he said this. My body has already changed so much so to look down and see my body again, 100 times different than it was just yesterday, was hard.

    It made me question my femininity.

    How sick, right?

    Right after birth I was soOo concerned with how my body wasn’t “womanly” enough anymore.

    How fucking insane!

    I just BECAME a NEW woman, an even more powerful one.

    I surround myself with women who love their bodies , women who hate them and women trying to find a way ….and I promise you one of thee single most common “I wish “ is about the TUMMY.

    “I wish I were skinner , I wish my tummy was flat, I wish this cesarean scar was gone, I wish my belly didn’t hang ….”

    Imagine an elephant or a tiger worrying about what their tummy looked like after giving birth.

    Imagine how much that would take away from their journey and how it could eventually put them and their baby in a vulnerable position.

    ITS SO NON ESSENTIAL.

    SO WHY ARE WE ALLOWING THEM TO WIN?

    We must stay awake and shake societies bullshit about youth being the prize.

    Youth is FOREVER FLEETING.

    Wait until you become and elder and have the ability to giggle at such small minded things such as , how thick a woman is or “she ain’t thick if this” or “she ain’t thick if that.”

    Do y’all even understand the stories these bodies carry?

    Some mothers have birthed children who were born sleeping , some have birthed children who left this realm early… it’s not just a belly. It’s life, it’s a LIFETIME, it’s death, it’s happiness , it’s grief.

    To reduce the love gathered inside of me that is proudly displayed on my tummy to anything other than a majestic goddess-hood is criminal.

    Ten lives grew inside of me.

    How ethereal that the proof is right here on my skin.

    I don’t care bout your abs.

    I don’t care about your cocoa butter.

    I don’t care about your lipo.

    I don’t care about your BBL.

    I don’t care about your tummy tucks.

    I don’t care about your sick marketing ploys that day after day try to infiltrate this blissful motherhood I’ve been allowed to experience.

    I DONT FUCKING CARE ABOUT A FLAT STOMACH ANY GOD DAMN MORE. DO YOU HEAR ME?

    I won’t waste another day, dollar, outfit, opportunity because of my skin. I am AMAZING. My body is INCREDIBLE.

    No more of society’s lies.

    It’s a tummy.

    It’s MY tummy.

    It’s mushy.

    It hangs.

    It is FULL of stretch marks.

    It can probably hide a box of crayons in it, if I tried.

    I won’t be reduced to a term like “thick” and I won’t be exiled because I don’t have the flat tummy society screams at women to have.

    Fuck your flat tummy, I like my refurbished water bed.

    Credit https://www.facebook.com/jayjrizzy143

     

  • Stop Censoring Motherhood

    “Posting this tonight with tears in my eyes. I can’t help it. The pregnancy and birth of my little girl was the most amazing thing I’ve ever been a part of. Some people don’t want kids, and I respect that. Really, I do. But for me, You see, I always have.

    When it finally happened though, it was so hard to fully comprehend. Pregnancy and babies, I mean that’s common. It’s everywhere. But when its YOUR body and YOUR baby, it’s so different. You literally feel like it’s a miracle. Because, when it happens to you, it is. What brings me to to write this, is the post-baby.

    I followed SO many pregnant models during my pregnancy. And when they photographed themselves pool-side 5 minutes postpartum, I thought, “wow! I hope that happens to me!” I was 25 when I gave birth. I was healthy. I was young. I stayed active during my pregnancy. I took the best prenatals, went to the gym, used every kind of stretch mark prevention you could think of. I took hours of birthing classes, read every book under the sun, and studied natural childbirth my whole pregnancy.

    I STILL ended up with a traumatic labor, cesarean section, scars, stretch marks, and unfortunately the inability to breastfeed long-term. I took this picture a few days after I gave birth, when my PPD really first reared its head into my life. I took this and actually was horrified.

    I couldn’t believe it was me. I’m sharing it because I know in my heart that there are people out there that struggle with inadequacy. That might think they are not beautiful, that they might be ruined, less worthy, or not good enough. Yours might not actually be physical scars, but maybe, a failed relationship, a difficulty in your career, a mental struggle, money issues, or just feeling lost in life. Be kind to yourself. And know that you are not alone. Comparison is the thief of joy. Don’t let social media taint your view of what is beautiful, what is REAL. And above all, know that if you are struggling, I am here. I have an open inbox or (if you actually know me) an open door. #stopcensoringmotherhood #nofilter”

    Full Credit: www.instagram.com/baybayruth/