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Mamice, ki so pokazale svoje trebuhe po porodu – to je pravi standard lepote!

Lepota

Niste “poškodovane”. Še vedno ste lepe. Še vedno ste pomembne. Še vedno ste zapeljive. Še vedno ste ve in še več!

Edina stvar, ki jo mora žensko telo po porodu narediti, je dokazati čudovito dejanje ustvarjanja novega življenja. Vse stiske in bolečine izginejo, ko prvič zagledamo svojega otroka.

Zakaj začenjamo to lepoto same sebi kvariti s skrbmi, kako smo videti in koliko kilogramov viške je ostalo po porodu in zakaj nimamo čvrstega trebuha? Saj to je čisto običajno in čisto nepomembno.

Številne mamice, ki so prišle do tega spoznanja, so svoje izkušnje in razmišljanja delile z drugimi ženskami ter objavljale fotografije svojih trebuhov skupaj s številnimi navdihujočimi in močnimi sporočili.

Vsem »nepopolnim« mamicam: Niste “poškodovane”. Še vedno ste lepe. Še vedno ste pomembne. Še vedno ste zapeljive. Še vedno ste ve in še več!

Poglejte, kaj so zapisale nekatere:

“Dolg je seznam, kaj vse je telo prestalo. Mogoče je to ena stvar, mogoče jih je 10. Mogoče je prebolelo hudo bolezen, mogoče preteklo maraton. Mogoče samo preprosto obstaja in v njemu živi čudovita duša. Kar koli že je, je neverjetno in dragoceno. Spoštujmo ga in naredimo to skupaj!”

“Zaslužila sem si to telo in nihče mi ne bo rekel, da je manj lepo, potem ko je ustvarilo nekaj tako čudovitega, kot je novo življenje.”

“Kot otrok sem bila zdrava, vendar suha. Govorili so mi, da sem podhranjena in da me bo odnesel veter. Mami so govorili, naj me pošteno nahrani, naj jem čokolado in hitro prehrano, saj se moram zrediti. Po porodu imam 10 kilogramov viška in zdaj mi vsi govorijo, da sem se zredila. Vedno se bo našel nekdo, ki se mu zdi prav, da komentira tvoj videz. Odgovorite jim, da smo superženske, v vseh možnih oblikah in velikostih.”

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I was a skinny girl since childhood. Though I looked undernourished, I always knew in my heart and in my mind that I was healthy, but it was not the same thinking the society had for me. All the neighborhood aunties would tell my mother to give me something to eat and question "Don't you give her food" "She looks malnourished". My mother would go shopping for my dresses and she would always buy outfits in which I would look plumpy. My family used to joke of me. Example being “On windy days they will tell me to remain inside the house otherwise I might get blown away with the wind I remember vividly my ex-boyfriend telling me that I don't have a front or back assets. He constantly used to say I should eat chocolates and junk food to gain some "Meat" on my "Assets" I got so thin shamed that I landed myself to a gym. Simply because I was fed up with all the people speaking about me and I wanted to end it by gaining some weight, via guess what – that’s right {Supplements} This did not stop even after marriage, with someone questioning if my husband earns well monetarily or not – and does he keeps me well fed? And now, after delivering 2 babies people’s opinion has moved to the other side. They now say “I have gained weight, and that I don’t look the same” Point is there always be somebody who think it's okay to critize someone based on there physical attributes. Tell them that we are wonder women who comes in different shapes and sizes.I know it's take time to ignore these hurtful comments and move on. Hence sharing few lines from one of the articles I read online "When you’re confident in what you’re wearing, you learn things about yourself that you never knew, and you remind yourself that you possess so many more qualities than you realize" PC: @Shriyak #bodyshaming#postpartumbody#love #motherhoodunplugged#mommylife#india#societysucks#youarebeautiful#confidence#FittoFight

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“Lahko, da sem mehkejša, vendar sem močnejša! Te strije pa me spominjajo, da sem tu nosila Emilio Ren.!

“Neverjetna si! Nežna in dragocena. Daješ in neguješ. Lepa si in čustvena. Vredna občudovanja. Vredna ljubezni. Ustavi ta trenutek in imej se rada. Ponavljaj si to ves čas.”

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Time will push you to your limits, faster than you want it to, aging you in ways that make you ache, slow down, grow tired and weak. Laugh. Walk. Eat. Drink. Dance. Garden. Skip. Make an effort and stop time. Stand beneath a rainshower, let yourself become completely drenched. Nap under a tree, when the rest of the world goes to work. Get on a bicycle and go for a cruise. Drink that wine or milkshake slower than you ever thought you could… savour each drop. Babies will suck your energy up. Children will treat your body like a jungle gym, bruising your skin, and pulling your muscles. Jobs will have you sitting indoors for too long. Partners may take you for granted. Friends will be under the illusion that they are too busy for simpler times spent together. Musical instruments will sit in their cases, forgotten. Hair will go unwashed. First dates will be boring and waste your time. Lovers will rip your heart out and put you through emotional hell and back, leaving you gutted, insecure and distrusting. Labor and birth and early motherhood will be painful, hard and depleting; leaving you with a body you may not know so well, or feel so good about. The path of adulthood is textured and often, uphill. But. ❤ You are incredible. You are soft, and precious. Giving, and nurturing. Beautiful and sensual. 🔥❤You are worth honouring.❤🔥 🔥❤You are worth loving.❤🔥 🔥❤Stop for a moment, and love yourself.❤🔥 Repeat x infinity.

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“Včasih sem se tehtala vsako jutro ter se obremenjevala s kilogrami. V ogledalo se nisem pogledala skozi celo nosečnost. Takoj po porodu sem stopila pred ogledalo in odvrgla ogrinjalo. Zdelo se mi je, da se vidim prvič v življenju. Po nekaj sekundah sem zaprla oči, se obrnila in se oprhala. To je bil začetek poti, na kateri sem se naučila ljubiti sebe. Bila je dolga pot, ki se ne bi zgodila, če tega ne bi poskusila.”

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I used to weigh myself every morning. I would always make sure to go to the bathroom first. There would be a rush of anxiety as the scale blinked while I stared down in anticipation. It was the moment that would depict how I approached my day. Would I be positive and embrace the day happily because the number was a whole .1 lower than yesterday morning? Or would I angrily start brushing my teeth and threaten myself to only eat a salad for today because the number was a whole .1 higher than yesterday? This was how I lived. It was destroying me. And I was completely convinced that this was the only way to be happy. This was the only way I would get to where I was supposed to be in order to become a mother. I repeated to myself that the only way to be happy was to be skinny. So I lost weight. And it never felt like it was enough. I worked out only to lose weight, rather than the way I do now where I focus more on how it makes me feel. But then I had Maci. For the first time, I felt thankful for my body. There was a moment after she was born that I stood in the hospital bathroom just before I took my first postpartum shower. I was only in my robe as I stared into the mirror. I almost remember it in slow motion because I had avoided a mirror for years, even throughout most of my pregnancy. Locking eyes with myself, I tugged the string and the robe separated a few inches. I froze for a few seconds before I let the robe fall down to the ground. And there I was. I saw me for what felt like the very first time, but after another few seconds, I closed my eyes. I turned around and walked towards the shower. This moment was just the beginning of my self-love journey. It doesn’t happen quickly. But it never would have happened had I not tried. 💗 #this_is_postpartum

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“Močne. Pogumne. Samozavestne. Lepe. Združene. MAME.”

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Strong. Brave. Empowered. Beautiful. United. MOTHERS. • There is something really special about uniting together on our Motherhood journeys, supporting and empowering one another despite how different we may be in all of our journeys as Mothers. • Motherhood is one of the most challenging experiences I have ever faced. I’ve struggled in my own journey of highs and lows as a Mother. I’ve walked through postpartum depression and anxiety. I’ve faced feelings of uncertainty and questioned my value and if I really am enough. The truth is, most of us don’t have a clue what we are doing and I think that really is what Motherhood is. At times we are too hard on ourselves focusing too much on what we are lacking, but what about what we are doing great and amazing! • Last summer, my daughter almost drowned. I blamed myself for a long time. Yet, my daughter, helped change my perspective. Anytime she talks about her accident she says with the biggest smile, “Mama, you SAVED me!!” Perspective is everything in parenting. You are valued Mama. You are loved. You are meeting the hearts of your children every single day. Hard days happen, but Mama, you are doing great! • There is something that bonds every single one of us as Mothers, and it is the incredible and overwhelming love we share for our children. We all understand that kind of love. That kind of love unites and empowers us to encourage and love on each other! Keep you doing YOU Mama. • Bra/undies: @kindredbravely #bravemomsunite #BraveMomAd #BeBravely #KindredBravely #Ad • Check out the Kindred Bravely website using my link bit.ly/ThePerfectMom and use discount code "PERFECT20" to receive 20% for those in the US

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“Imam odvečno kožo, imam strije. In veste kaj?! ČUDOVITO JE. Nimam več konfekcijske številke 34, ampak 40. Nimam več 51 kilogramov, ampak 61. Do svojega telesa občutim strahospoštovanje, saj je v sebi nosilo kar 5 otrok.”

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