So my other half tickled me the other day and my top rode up. He said innocently ''oh stretch marks '' and I said ''no tiger strips''. If you haven't heard the term before it was coined for the marks on our bodies left by our babies. And I wear them loud and proud. As you may have read in another blog , I have been having a love hate relationship with my body ( time heals all wounds ) and the marks left by others from my pregnancy. Everyone but my baby ! I love what she has left me with, a permanent reminder of her time inside. She is (probably ) my only pregnancy so I love that I can look down and see how my body accommodated her, feel the silky silvery lines on my hips where the skin stretched to allow her to grow.
My c section scar ( at the moment) is a negative reminder of a club that I did not want membership of , so I am trying to balance out that with the positive signs of motherhood on my body. To be proud of moment in time. Those nine months I did something really wonderful. Now if I could just feel so positive about the mummy tummy that seems to want to stay ? What is it with that , my little joey pouch or ponch . Don't get me wrong I am proud of what and who that represents as well ( see above ) but it's a pain in the arse or tummy as such , clothes don't fit, its just kinda in the way. Its just jelly. But I guess I can learn to love it too.was out. I grew her and that should be celebrated.
My c section scar ( at the moment) is a negative reminder of a club that I did not want membership of , so I am trying to balance out that with the positive signs of motherhood on my body. To be proud of moment in time. Those nine months I did something really wonderful. Now if I could just feel so positive about the mummy tummy that seems to want to stay ? What is it with that , my little joey pouch or ponch . Don't get me wrong I am proud of what and who that represents as well ( see above ) but its a pain in the arse or tummy as such , clothes don't fit, its just kinda in the way. Its just jelly. But I guess I can learn to love it too.
So when I am on the beach , or my top rides up and someone sees those physical markers of my motherhood journey. I won't mind , I will wear them , with pride. Im a mother hear me roar...............