There isn’t anything sexier than a mom’s bod. We have been through hell and back with these bodies, and yet we rise. By the time we are 12 or 13, we have experienced more discomfort, aches, and pains from our head to our toes.
Starting in our preteen years, we have had growing pains and menstrual cycles that have prevented us from performing to our highest abilities. Every month for an entire week, we have to adjust our schedule because of cramps and heavy blood flow. Not to mention the headaches, stomach bloating, and cravings that will turn us into a whole new beast.
However, the best and craziest time for a female’s life is yet to come!
This insane time shows up in stages that are broken up into “lovely” trimesters.
And in the end, we have the most precious thing that we could ever be blessed with, A Mom Bod…
Of course, we don’t see it that way at first but keep reading, and I promise you will begin to.
I remember when I first saw the new bod, I wanted to scratch my eyes out and throw them away. You want to talk about someone being in total shock and disbelief at how loose and wobbly my stomach was. Then I looked at my thighs and thought, what the hell happened to you, and where did all those dimples come from?
No one ever gave me the heads up about any of this, and I felt betrayed by every mother I knew!
But I quickly got over my shock and had 2 more kids. However, the 3rd one left me stumped, and I didn’t think that I would recover from her. I just knew that my working out days were over, and I would not be able to have the same drive that I did with the other two.
However, to my surprise, somehow, someway, I did find the strength to get back on my program and lose the weight, but my body is still so different than it once was.
After having my three kids, my stomach isn’t entirely flat like it once was. My thighs aren’t as tone. I have stretch marks in various places. My butt will drop without any notice.
But guess what, I love the new me. I am blessed to be this victorious female that survived mother nature’s cruel tricks.
I refuse to let society tell me that my mom bod isn’t sexy. When I post a picture on social media, I don’t ever use a filter. Because, why would I?
I am proud of every scar and imperfection on this body, they are what makes me, me.
You could have chosen to read any blog, but you chose mine, and I’m honored!