А mоtһеr 𝗂ѕ а ѕ𝗂ⅼеnt ѕасr𝗂f𝗂се fоr һеr сһ𝗂ⅼԁrеn аnԁ аⅼⱳауѕ tr𝗂еѕ nо mаttеr һоⱳ uɡⅼу ѕһе bесоmеѕ, but tһе𝗂r сһ𝗂ⅼԁrеn аrе аⅼⱳауѕ bеаut𝗂fuⅼ.
“Damn, you giving birth to teenagers?”⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
“Wow, bout to have a litter”⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
“Respect your body. Have one child at first then another. Eat healthy so you have a nice healthy body”⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
“Is that a food baby?”⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
“Body positivity is unhealthy”⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
“100 babies inside her? OMG”⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
“You’re disgusting”⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
“Infertility was God’s way of saying you shouldn’t have any children! Gross!”⠀⠀⠀
Those are just a handful of comments I received when I posted a similar photo from this photoshoot a few months ago. Those comments cut deep during a time when I was unsure of myself, my abilities to be a mother, navigating twin life, recovering from major surgery and getting comfortable in my new postpartum body. The shear ignorance in the belief that thin = healthy was astounding. Not to mention that I was 12 days away from birthing TWO humans.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Posting photos of a time when I felt so incredibly gorgeous and thankful for this body, and then being ripped apart in comment sections and in my DMs was a trip. A completely unfair and brutal trip.
Truth be told, it’s taken me a long time to come back from that. I’ve had to work hard at loving my new body, and seeing people pass judgements so quickly on one photo knocked the wind out of me. I’m still a work in progress. I’m learning to love myself again in this new skin. I refuse to hide. I’ve always committed to honouring and loving myself right where I am, and I need to remind myself that I am worthy, regardless of my size
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