Our culture is obsessed with the way we look. As I have stated before, we are bombarded with airbrushed images left, right and in between. There is simply no escaping it. It is going to take much more than Dove’s beauty campaign or Vogue’s use of heavier models to change our mindsets. This problem is much deeper than that. It is the problem of women, like you and me, not accepting ourselves and the way our bodies were made. I really appreciated a website that Sarah passed on to me called The Shape of a Mother.
I have only read one post, along with the home page so far and I am intrigued. I love what she states on her home page because it hits this subject right on – Our ever-changing bodies, as mothers who have nourished our children inside our wombs, as well as outside, are undervalued for all the good work they have done over the years to bring the next generation into the world.
How many of you struggle with the way you look, the way you feel about the way you look or hate the shape of your body? Why should you feel like that? You shouldn’t! You have done a great job of bringing your children into the world. Pregnancy, birth, feeding and caring for infants, babies, toddlers and children is not for the faint hearted, is it? I’ll answer that – No it isn’t. I find that pregnancy, birth and caring for children strengthens me as a person. No matter how exhausting motherhood is, it is the best thing we will ever do in this lifetime.
The Shape of a Mother is more than our bodies and how we look. Motherhood itself helps shape us into the women we are meant to be. Just as we have a hand in shaping our children into the people they are to become.
If you are struggling with your body image or the way pregnancy and motherhood has changed your body, please visit TheShapeofa Mother.com I think you will find much commaradie among the readers and stories you will find there. Beware that the site does contain nudity, as the owner of the site has allowed women to share their photos and “expose” America’s greatest kept secret – The “real” Shape of a Mother.