Stretched and Beautiful

17 Months ago I gave birth to the two most amazing identical twin girls.  They are the sweetest quirkiest bundles of joy I’ve ever met.

But their entrance into this world left me stretched physically and emotionally.

I have struggled with body image in a new way since their birth.  No one prepares a woman for the toll having a child takes on your body.  Hardly anyone talks about finding beauty in your new form.  For 17 months I’ve wrestled with the weight of extra skin hanging, tiger claw stretch marks, and clothing that will never be flattering again.

And in one quiet moment as I contorted my body to capture this image with my new lens, I discovered that the beauty I mourned is even more present in my body that sustained and nourished two little lives.