Postpartum - The body you live in now

Your body tells a story now.
Stretch marks.
Scars.
Softness where strength once lived.
This body carried life.
This body survived postpartum.
You don’t have to love it yet but you are allowed to respect it 🤍
Healing takes time.
And you’re allowed to move slowly.

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