Hi friend,
Mother's Day is a complicated holiday for me. See, some people love being pregnant. I was not one of them.
At one point, someone looked at a photo of how big my belly was and said, out loud: “Some people just aren’t meant to have babies.” I was going through unrelenting pregnancy-related complications at the time, and that comment crushed me.
And because of said complications and my battle with body image, my partner and I didn’t have sex for the better part of a year. But deep down… I refused to let my body dictate my outlook or my connection to the people I love. Instead, my partner and I sang in the shower. We held hands. We accidentally-on-purpose bumped butts in the kitchen. When he made me laugh (really laugh), I’d look at his face and feel the full weight of how much I loved him, and I’d run over and hug him like a thank-you I couldn’t put into words.
My body wasn’t what I expected. And still, life felt manageable, love was alive, and I even felt wonderful.
This is what we believe at The Pelvic People: your body is not a performance. Sex is not a metric. And feeling whole, like really, fully whole, doesn’t require checking any particular box.
Whether you’re deep in the trenches of new motherhood/parenthood, recovering from something hard, or just not there right now, you are not behind. You are not broken.
You’re someone doing the work of being human. And that’s more than enough.
Happy Mother’s Day.
Emily & The Pelvic People
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