The other day, I saw this beautiful video via Marvelous kiddo and I cried. I cried really hard. It didn't help that I was also nursing a cold and couldn't breathe but I had to. This video was the most honest and amazing video I have ever seen. It's called Birth Markings. Make yourself a cup of tea and let yourself be amazed for the next 20 minutes.
I love how this video is so honest about our body. A mother's body. Us mothers are so pressured these days to lose the baby weight, to have a flat belly after just hours of giving birth. Nature doesn't really work that way. In reality, mothers do have stretch marks, we do have flabby belly and why are we made to feel guilty of having them. We grew another human being inside of us. Of course we are going to stretch in places that we never knew we could even stretch.
One quote from one of the mom's they interviewed struck a chord, "You are a mother now and you need the right body to do the job..." She was right! We do need a new body to function. We need a new body to function with less sleep, with carrying a helpless baby, with doing 50 million things all at once. We can't do it with the old body. The Pre Mummy body.
I use to be ashamed of my belly. I use to hate it when M looked at me if I am topless or naked. I was so scared that he might think that it's ugly and he would rather a beautiful wife with no markings or a flat belly.
When I think about my stretch marks, my tiger stripes as I call them, I would be sad and beat myself up for not having a flat belly but then I think of the wonderful baby that I grew inside of me and everything that I was ashamed of melts away. It was WORTH IT. Considering the difficult pregnancy that I went through, I earned each and every stripe. They are my battle scares. I have even grown to love my C section scar and when the Lil' Tiger grows up, I will tell her stories of how she was born. I can even show her where she came out from.
I know she will not be my only child as we are planning to have more, but I know now that I would embrace each and every stretch marks that I get. And when the day comes, I would tell my children how proud I am that they grew in me and gave me something that they can never take away. My birth marking. My stripes. My scars.
So... in honour of honouring my body today, I would like to share with you my tiger stripes....








