We love a good self-portrait, and these stunning excerpts showing the variety and beauty of “stretches” are staggeringly beautiful. Stretch marks tell a story. While not exclusive to mothers, they have become synonymous with pregnancy and postpartum. Office feared and hidden, now they are celebrated. Stretch marks in childbearing are a physical reminder of how our remarkable bodies change, grow, and literally stretch to accommodate life. They represent the supreme love.
The women below are at the forefront of a movement to formalize and celebrate postpartum bodies, in all their forms. These moms are sharing their motherhood experiences to empower other women and break the stigma around what a woman “should” look like, one photo at a time. Equally beautiful, her captors express their own raw thoughts and emotions while reflecting on how her perception and appreciation of her body has grown.
Being the mother of two children is an incredible blessing and I thank my body every day. Thank you for allowing me to be present with my 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 and to put creative art aside as I again offer to transition into motherhood, this time as a mother of two. – Morgaп-Roberts Illυstratioпs
This week I received the sweetest comments about how seeing myself feel confident in my body (stretch marks and all) made other women feel like they could do the same. – Kam explains everything
I am a firm believer that we need to break the mold of what our postpartum bodies should look like. After I had Rhys, I had a really hard time accepting how I saw myself. I had stretch marks covering my stomach and thighs. My hair was a frizzy mess from postpartum hair loss and constant hair growth. I had so many loose breaks and sags that I couldn’t get rid of, no matter how hard I worked or how healthily I ate. I had such a change that I dyed my hair black with box dye. God knows what he was thinking on earth.
Me, a 16 year old, would absolutely die thinking of posting this photo because of how my stomach looks. Now I am proud of these stretch marks and these loose trousers. I have grown two incredible human beings that I am privileged to see grow. Sure, I’m going to try to lose some of this weight, start working again, and try to eat a healthy diet, while eating juice sacks. This time though, I wouldn’t mind showing it to me. – Raisipg Rhys
I remember taking this photo and thinking that I would never post it. It is now one of my favorite photos of my pregnancy with the twiпs. I see the chaos of life with a small child. I see the story of growing three hυmas in my very big stomach. I see the joy on both faces. I can still hear the music we were listening to. And the smell of different kitchens in the oven. I can remember this moment so vividly. A moment I thought I’d forget, I froze my time. –Kelly Bailey
For as long as I can remember, I dreamed of shopping for clothes to shrink myself: smaller size pants, tighter dresses, shorter crop tops. When I said yes to coaching almost three years ago, I was in such a dark place mentally. I longed for the feeling of being obsessed with ALL of me instead of tearing myself apart for what I wasn’t. In my wildest dreams I imagined that I could feel this acceptance of this postpartum body today.
Over 30 pounds heavier, and my stomach stretched with the drowsiness and drowsiness of tiger tryphocytes, but regardless of the extreme changes my body has undergone, I’ve never felt more empowered. – Ϲhristipe Ϲote
These photos were taken just hours before giving 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 to show the sheer strength and power of a woman’s body. – Priscilla Furtado
My children do not see the scars from the two surgeries I had to help bring them into this world. They also don’t see the quick-appearing stretch marks to keep them safe inside me. What they do see is their mom’s growing belly that turns into a basketball. They see the movements of their brother 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦 growing up and laugh with excitement. I don’t love the scars and stretch marks, but I do love that I have been blessed to carry four spa wounds in three years. How awesome is that? – Theedra