14/02/2026
Yesterday was about celebrating our loves. 💞
Our partners.
Our people.
Our families.
But today?
Today I want to talk about the love we have for ourselves.
For our bodies.
9 weeks postpartum tomorrow.
And no — I’m not trying to “get my body back”.
Because this IS my body.
This body grew three whole humans.
It stretched. It held life. It survived pregnancy, birth, hormones, sleep deprivation and still shows up for my babies every single day.
Is it softer? Yes.
Is my belly different? Yes.
Do I sometimes tuck it into my pants? Also yes.
And I still love her.
Because this body is not here for aesthetics.
She’s here for life.
For strength.
For survival.
For creating humans and raising them.
The scale might sit still for a while.
But healing is happening.
Strength is building.
My body is still working for me, not against me.
Postpartum isn’t about bouncing back.
It’s about learning to love the body that never stopped loving you.
I don’t need my old body back.
I outgrew her.
🦋