#Mombod: A Letter to my Postpartum Body

Dear Postpartum Body,

If there is anything (at this particular moment) I have a love/hate relationship with, it’s you.

I’m sorry. You don’t deserve the bitterness, you don’t deserve my resentment. You worked so hard in the last 10 months, and I should give you a break.

But, I can’t lie. I have to address the obvious: you are just not the same, and I don’t recognize you anymore. You’re flabby in the most frustrating places and stained with dark lines that will fade but never go away. I work out, I eat well, but – darn it – those 15 extra pounds linger like a bad headache.

It would be unfair of me to gloss over these raw feelings, you affect my every moment, and I only have one of you. But it would also be unfair of me to disregard this reality: You did something miraculous. 

In just 40 weeks, you grew and sustained life. LIFE! From Cecilia’s microscopic size as an egg to the healthy, red-cheeked, 9lb 9oz chub of a little girl, you fed her, and protected her, and I am so incredibly grateful.

I wish society didn’t place unfair expectations on you. I wish society could embrace more willingly your unique features. But, it’s a battle. And I hate that I often side with the enemy, wrestling with myself. You deserve to be praised. You deserve to be cherished. You deserve to be worn like a badge of honor. 

This is my promise to you. I won’t forget what you did for us. And, despite the numbers on the scale, I will strive to love you even more with each passing day.

Cheers to all the stretch marks, Rachel

2 thoughts on “#Mombod: A Letter to my Postpartum Body

  1. Nicole Smith says:

    It’s truly amazing what our bodies can do. It’s funny, I didn’t mind being “huge” while pregnant, but then when you’re no longer pregnant and are now dealing with stretched skin, even though you now have this beautiful baby, it’s hard to accept what your body now looks like.


  2. Rachel says:

    I totally agree! It’s crazy how fast our mind shifts from “I just participated in this amazing miracle” to “my body sucks.” So sad, but such a real struggle.


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