The Shape Of a Mother

Self Portrait of Motherhood
Self Portrait of Motherhood

“Jeez !! You don’t look 23 girl !!  Do something about those extra kilos and get back into shape asap!!” , she exclaimed . That day I stood in front of the mirror, cursed myself and wished I could change things. It was not just her, but several others who commented on my postpartum body.

I knew I looked not the same anymore. I gained a lot of weight, went out of shape and got stretch marks on  all places one could ever imagine.

There was this immense joy of motherhood and the pleasure of seeing your baby smile on one side (about which I could now go on and on, maybe in another blog post.  🙂 lets see). But the occassional comments on my body, not to mention the drastic hormonal transitions and emotional imbalances started making life hell for me. Inspite of all the support and love from my loved ones, I grew more and more insecure about myself, especially my body.

But as time flew, I gradually learnt to like my body with all its flaws. I realised IT’S OK to have those extra kilos and that belly hang.  Not everybody looks like that celebrity mom who got back into shape two days post delivery. And i learnt to love  my body that gave me my little one whom I now love the most. I realised my body is different now, but only stronger than ever.

Now, I stand infront of the mirror only to smile at myself and feel content about every single thing in me. Yes, I got extra skin hanging around my belly, my breasts may be saggy, I got stretchmarks that show too much. But I embrace it all. Because  THIS IS THE SHAPE OF A MOTHER. This is what a mother looks like. This is the remnant of a glorious journey that one should be thankful and happy about.

Now when someone comments on my tummy stretchmarks, I reply with all the pride,  “that’s what makes me a badass tigress mom” 🙂

PS. Dedicated to all my fellow moms. Never ever feel bad. You are beautiful. You are blessed. Now smile for me. You deserve to be the happiest.