Capturing 7 Unconventional Self-Portraits Celebrating Individuality and Imperfections
We have a profound appreciation for captivating self-portraits, and these stunning snapshots exemplifying the diverse beauty of “stretches” are undeniably breathtaking. Stretch marks narrate a tale. While not exclusive to mothers, they have become synonymous with pregnancy and the postpartum phase. Once dreaded and concealed, they are now celebrated. In the realm of motherhood, stretch marks stand as a tangible reminder of the incredible transformation our bodies undergo, adapting and stretching to accommodate life. They embody the utmost form of love.
The women featured below are at the forefront of a movement that seeks to normalize and celebrate postpartum bodies in all their variations. These mothers share their motherhood journeys online, aiming to empower other women and dismantle the societal pressure around the expected appearance of a woman’s body, one photo at a time. Equally beautiful, their captions convey their personal thoughts and unfiltered emotions, reflecting how their perceptions of their bodies have evolved and deepened.
Being a mother of two is an incredible blessing, and I express gratitude for my body every day. Thank you for allowing me to be present with my cherished child and for temporarily setting aside the pursuit of artistic creation as I once again transition into motherhood, this time as a mother of two. – Morgan-Roberts Illustrations
This week, I received heartwarming comments about how my confidence in my body – stretch marks and all – inspired other women to embrace the same. – Kam Explains It All
I firmly believe that we need to shatter the mold dictating the appearance of our postpartum bodies. After giving birth to Rhys, I struggled to accept my appearance. Stretch marks covered my abdomen and thighs. My hair was a tangled mess due to postpartum hair loss and the constant habit of being tied up in a bun. I had an abundance of loose, sagging skin that seemed impossible to shed, regardless of how much I exercised or ate healthily. I craved change so desperately that I impulsively dyed my hair black with box dye. I can’t even fathom what I was thinking.
The 16-year-old version of me would be mortified by the idea of posting this picture due to the appearance of my stomach. Now, I’m proud of these stretch marks and this loose skin. I’ve brought two amazing human beings into the world and have the privilege of witnessing their growth. Sure, I’ll attempt to shed some weight, start exercising again, and maintain a healthy diet while indulging in junk food from time to time. However, this time around, I don’t mind revealing myself to you. – Raising Rhys
I remember taking this photo and believing I would never share it. Now it stands as one of my favorite pregnancy photos with the twins. I see the chaos of life with a toddler. I see the journey of nurturing three humans within my significantly expanded abdomen. I see the joy on both of our faces. I can still hear the music playing that we were dancing to and recall the aroma of dinner cooking in the oven. This moment remains vivid in my memory, frozen in time. – Kelly Bailey
For as long as I can remember, I yearned to purchase clothes that I could shrink into: smaller-sized jeans, tighter dresses, shorter crop tops. When I embraced coaching almost three years ago, I was in a mentally dark place. I craved the sensation of being infatuated with ALL of me rather than tearing myself apart for what I wasn’t. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine I could be this accepting of my postpartum body today.
Over 30 pounds heavier, and a stomach adorned with dozens of tiger stripes – yet despite the monumental changes my body has endured, I’ve never felt more empowered. – Christine Cote
These photos were captured just hours before giving birth, showcasing the sheer strength and power of a woman’s body. – Priscila Furtado
My boys don’t see the scars from the two surgeries that aided their entry into this world. They also don’t see the stretch marks that formed to safeguard them within me. What they do see is their mama’s growing belly resembling a basketball. They witness their baby brother’s movements becoming more pronounced and respond with excited giggles. I don’t adore the scars and stretch marks, but I cherish the blessing of carrying four humans within the span of three years. How incredible is that? – Thendra
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