Every stretch mark tells a story of love and sacrifice. I’m busy embracing the beautiful chaos of postpartum life, where in the quiet moments between diaper changes and feedings when we’re home alone, I find solace in the strength of my body and the depth of my soul. Everyday, as I wake up and find myself drenched in breastmilk that’s leaked through my nursing bra, I head to the mirror and see my body looks a little different than it did the day before.. As I fold another load of laundry from the never ending piles that seem like I’ll never be able to finish, I realize a lot of these baby items no longer fit.. and neither do mine. This time around, I made myself the promise I would love and accept all parts of this journey - no matter how long it may take to “get back to me”, I’ve promised myself I’ll meet and embrace every version of myself on the way, for this changing body and mind of mine continue to miraculously grow stronger and stronger with every day, despite how it might appear. As I heal quicker this time, time runs with it.. I’m changing, and so is my baby. She doesn’t look like she did when we left the hospital.. she’s more of a person now.. It’s faster than I remember.. maybe that’s because I know what I’m doing this time.. yet I still have no idea if I’m doing it right.. This journey of motherhood has reshaped me in ways I never imagined, teaching me patience, resilience, and a love that knows no bounds. As I navigate the rollercoaster of emotions and physical changes, I am reminded that the true beauty of motherhood lies in the messy, imperfect, and wonderfully raw moments that make up this incredible chapter of my life. #postpartumjourney #csectiondelivery #csectionrecovery #postpartum #motherhood #motherhoodunfiltered #postpartumbody #postpartumrecovery #newborn #newbornbaby #motherhoodunplugged #selflove #selflovejourney