Szülés utáni striáikról, hasukról posztolnak büszkén a kismamák – fotó

Hogy a nők testének szülés utáni állapota mennyire érdem, mennyire állapot, azt az alábbi fotók alapján döntse el maga mindenki. A lényeg ezúttal az, hogy azok az anyák, akik egy új életet hoztak a világra, sokszor egy átalakult testben folytatják, és bizony előfordul, hogy erre büszkék is. 

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Introducing: #HerBodyCan 💪🏻 ⠀ The response to my post yesterday was so big and so positive that I was inspired to create a hashtag for us to ALL join in on. ⠀ ⠀ I'm challenging you to post a photo of your body (show as much or as little skin as you want!) with the hashtag: #HerBodyCan - and a list of things your body has carried you through. ⠀ ⠀ Maybe it's one thing, maybe it's 10. Maybe it's surviving an illness, maybe it's running a marathon. Maybe it's simply existing and holding a beautiful soul. Whatever it is, it's amazing and worth celebrating, so let's do it together. Make sure to tag me so I can share to stories.⠀ ⠀ Here's mine:⠀ ⠀ #HerBodyCan⠀ ⠀ Survive trauma.⠀ Grow humans.⠀ Hold babies.⠀ Show up as a friend.⠀ Fight for change.⠀ ⠀ What can yours do?

A post shared by Katie Crenshaw (@katiemcrenshaw) on Jun 12, 2019 at 7:22am PDT

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Well, I know a lot of you guys are probably thinking 'why would she post this picture', but, it took me 18 months to get here, 18 months to not cry when I look in the mirror, 18 months to finally feel beautiful in my own skin again! No one warns you about the dark sides of motherhood and pregnancy.. no one gives you a heads up on how much you change physically and mentally after you become a mother. It's been a long and hard postpartum ride for me.. 18 months after my first son and 5 months after my second son I feel like I can finally see the light ✨ and it genuinely feels amazing💖 cheers to you mamas who are battling postpartum depression and still getting up everyday for your children! Cheers to you mamas who still cry about the marks on your skin from birthing your perfect babies! Cheer to motherhood, cheers to knowing that this too shall pass! And things will get better💗 © 2017 by Alexandra Kilmurray All rights reserved #motherhood #breastmilk #breastfeeding #normalizebreastfeeding #mommyandme #tigerstripes #postpartum #postpartumdepression #babies #mombod #proud #inlove

A post shared by @ _motherbynature on Jan 12, 2017 at 2:59pm PST

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"My body looks just like yours!" is the WHOLE point of this account. I was sitting in my little corner of the world swearing up and down that I was the only person who looked like me. It's a lonely feeling. Made even more lonely because I had been convinced that stretch marks and scars and loose skin were disgusting. Not even gonna sugar coat it. This is how extreme we view these things and it's all a complete distraction and waste of our time and energy. We have a life to live, laughter to share, and love to ignite the passions that drive our purpose. We have endless gifts to share with the world and we can't even begin to think about it if we're constantly lost in our alleged brokenness and feelings of shame. This feeling stops us from being able to do more than rock a crop top. It stops us from pursuing opportunities, relationships, and pleasure because that's how deep these issues run. When you say you're afraid for your partner to see you, what you're really saying is "I don't want to be rejected for having failed to deliver on an expectation that I've been told is easily preventable if I cared and worked hard enough. So, if I am rejected it'll be my fault." I know. I said those things to myself, too. Thank goodness that I listened to that tiny tiny voice whispering "that's bullsh*t. you know it and if you don't believe me, try me." Here I am yelling now THIS IS BULLSH*T. YOU KNOW IT. IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME, TRY ME. Be a whole person thrusting yourself towards the gifts meant for you and then share them with the world that needs them desperately. 💖✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ #bemorethanabody #stretchmarks #scars #takebackpostpartum #looseskin #scarrednotscared #mummytummy #effyourbeautystandards #stopcensoringmotherhood #mombod

A post shared by Ana Rojas Bastidas (@powertoprevail) on Mar 26, 2017 at 8:24am PDT

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I earned this body and nobody is going to tell me I'm less beautiful after doing the beautiful thing of creating life. Three weeks postpartum #proud #showyourstripes #momlife #takebackpostpartum

A post shared by Rena (@reneahhh) on Jul 20, 2015 at 3:03pm PDT

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I may be a little softer but ultimately I am stronger and these marks just remind me of where I once tightly held and grew Emilia Ren. This body, ME, I may not be the same but if she can find so much comfort and safety in this body, I will as well. || #3weekspostpartum 🌿

A post shared by Alex (@whenalexsmiles) on Jan 16, 2018 at 4:14pm PST

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Time will push you to your limits, faster than you want it to, aging you in ways that make you ache, slow down, grow tired and weak. Laugh. Walk. Eat. Drink. Dance. Garden. Skip. Make an effort and stop time. Stand beneath a rainshower, let yourself become completely drenched. Nap under a tree, when the rest of the world goes to work. Get on a bicycle and go for a cruise. Drink that wine or milkshake slower than you ever thought you could... savour each drop. Babies will suck your energy up. Children will treat your body like a jungle gym, bruising your skin, and pulling your muscles. Jobs will have you sitting indoors for too long. Partners may take you for granted. Friends will be under the illusion that they are too busy for simpler times spent together. Musical instruments will sit in their cases, forgotten. Hair will go unwashed. First dates will be boring and waste your time. Lovers will rip your heart out and put you through emotional hell and back, leaving you gutted, insecure and distrusting. Labor and birth and early motherhood will be painful, hard and depleting; leaving you with a body you may not know so well, or feel so good about. The path of adulthood is textured and often, uphill. But. ❤ You are incredible. You are soft, and precious. Giving, and nurturing. Beautiful and sensual. 🔥❤You are worth honouring.❤🔥 🔥❤You are worth loving.❤🔥 🔥❤Stop for a moment, and love yourself.❤🔥 Repeat x infinity.

A post shared by 𝐞 𝐥 𝐥 𝐢 𝐚 𝐧 𝐚 𝐚 𝐥 𝐥 𝐨 𝐧 (@elliana_allon) on Apr 16, 2018 at 2:52pm PDT

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I used to weigh myself every morning. I would always make sure to go to the bathroom first. There would be a rush of anxiety as the scale blinked while I stared down in anticipation. It was the moment that would depict how I approached my day. Would I be positive and embrace the day happily because the number was a whole .1 lower than yesterday morning? Or would I angrily start brushing my teeth and threaten myself to only eat a salad for today because the number was a whole .1 higher than yesterday? This was how I lived. It was destroying me. And I was completely convinced that this was the only way to be happy. This was the only way I would get to where I was supposed to be in order to become a mother. I repeated to myself that the only way to be happy was to be skinny. So I lost weight. And it never felt like it was enough. I worked out only to lose weight, rather than the way I do now where I focus more on how it makes me feel. But then I had Maci. For the first time, I felt thankful for my body. There was a moment after she was born that I stood in the hospital bathroom just before I took my first postpartum shower. I was only in my robe as I stared into the mirror. I almost remember it in slow motion because I had avoided a mirror for years, even throughout most of my pregnancy. Locking eyes with myself, I tugged the string and the robe separated a few inches. I froze for a few seconds before I let the robe fall down to the ground. And there I was. I saw me for what felt like the very first time, but after another few seconds, I closed my eyes. I turned around and walked towards the shower. This moment was just the beginning of my self-love journey. It doesn’t happen quickly. But it never would have happened had I not tried. 💗 #this_is_postpartum

A post shared by Meg Boggs (@meg.boggs) on Nov 27, 2018 at 12:40pm PST

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Strong. Brave. Empowered. Beautiful. United. MOTHERS. • There is something really special about uniting together on our Motherhood journeys, supporting and empowering one another despite how different we may be in all of our journeys as Mothers. • Motherhood is one of the most challenging experiences I have ever faced. I’ve struggled in my own journey of highs and lows as a Mother. I’ve walked through postpartum depression and anxiety. I’ve faced feelings of uncertainty and questioned my value and if I really am enough. The truth is, most of us don’t have a clue what we are doing and I think that really is what Motherhood is. At times we are too hard on ourselves focusing too much on what we are lacking, but what about what we are doing great and amazing! • Last summer, my daughter almost drowned. I blamed myself for a long time. Yet, my daughter, helped change my perspective. Anytime she talks about her accident she says with the biggest smile, “Mama, you SAVED me!!” Perspective is everything in parenting. You are valued Mama. You are loved. You are meeting the hearts of your children every single day. Hard days happen, but Mama, you are doing great! • There is something that bonds every single one of us as Mothers, and it is the incredible and overwhelming love we share for our children. We all understand that kind of love. That kind of love unites and empowers us to encourage and love on each other! Keep you doing YOU Mama. • Bra/undies: @kindredbravely #bravemomsunite #BraveMomAd #BeBravely #KindredBravely #Ad • Check out the Kindred Bravely website using my link bit.ly/ThePerfectMom and use discount code "PERFECT20" to receive 20% for those in the US

A post shared by Desiree Fortin (@theperfectmom) on Apr 30, 2019 at 1:04pm PDT

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It’s an understatement to say that pregnancy changes a woman’s body. • • This is what a postpartum body looks like for most women after giving birth. Not everyone goes back to their normal size. Not everyone is “lucky” to enough to not get stretch marks and not everyone has a flat tummy. I have extra skin, stretch marks. And guess what? IT’S BEAUTIFUL. I’m not a size 2 anymore, I’m a size 8. I don’t weigh 114lbs anymore, I weigh 135. • • I look at my stomach and at first glance- I’m not going to lie, I’m disgusted, but when I stare a little deeper I look at the sight of a miracle. In awe of the fact that my body supported life and carried five babies, (one I never got to meet). • • What if? What if we could really see the beauty in our amazing bodies instead of disgust and looking at all the things we need to “change” or “get rid of”. • • What if we all looked at ourselves in the mirror every day and said five things we loved about ourselves? What if we saw pictures like this and only saw strength, bravery and love? • • What if we all realized that rolls, stretch marks, extra skin, and fluctuating weight are all NORMAL? • • What if.. what if we just loved our bodies, unconditionally, in and through every season of life.

A post shared by Amber Nicole Hampton (@acrazybeautifullife) on Oct 7, 2019 at 1:12pm PDT

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When I look down I see stretch marks that are here to stay, ab muscles that need continued strengthening, legs that are powerful, and feet that are ready to fly! #trackseason #timetofly #flystyle

A post shared by Stephanie Rothstein Bruce (@stephrothstein) on Mar 16, 2016 at 10:51am PDT

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