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When You Dare to Love Your Body | I'm Not Brave | A Mother's Day Tribute

As Amy Schumer laughs on her Netflix special, she talks about the last thing she wants to hear when someone compliments her on her nudie magazine cover.

"Brave."

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Brave?

Not Beautiful? Strong? Carefree? Unique? Wonderful?

Those words sunk deep into my bones and struck not one but many chords.

A problem saved quietly for the chubby, we're the brave ones.

"Thank you so much for being naked AND chubby."

I'm not brave folks.
I'm not.
I struggle with loving my body, and that may be shocking for you to read.
I still weigh myself on occasion and sink deep into society's expectation of me, defeated and feeling worthless.
 

I still sometimes wonder if I'm beautiful. 

But then, I choose the feelings that come next.

They watch me.

My daughters watch me. My son watches me. He's listening to the words that I speak about my female body, and he's creating language to speak and to think of other women's bodies.  My daughters are creating language of their own female bodies, how they should talk about them, how they should feel about them. How they should love them, which parts are worthy.

And although I can not protect them from the pressure of this world, I can make sure that when they hear me talk about myself, it's all love and it's ALL worthy. In hopes that when they look at their precious selves in the mirror they feel the same.

See beauty and bravery, friends. 
Look in the mirror and speak love to yourself. 
Speak it. 
Speak it to the parts of yourself that you don't want to. Feel the curves of your body, and become familiar with who you are. And love it. Dare to.

On this Mother's Day, I am not brave. 
But I refuse to stop looking at my body, fighting what this world tells me I should be, and telling myself I am an absolutely beautiful, incredible species. 

 

 

 

 

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Self-Love in Motherhood : A Milk & Hannah Photo Mission | Columbus OH, Birth and Motherhood Photographer

Mothers who are critical of their bodies breed daughters and sons who are critical of their bodies.

Mothers who love and respect their bodies breed daughters and sons who love and respect their bodies.

How you choose to talk about your body and how you treat your body--will affect so many more people than just you. 

 

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A main mission for Milk & Hannah Photo is to encourage radical self-love. 

It is the reason that photographs include nipples and butt cracks. The reason that stretch-marks aren't photo-shopped away. I won't remove wrinkles, or fine lines...whatever the fuck those are. I don't ask you to smile, and I won't ever "take off ten pounds". I don't choose the best angle for your chin at your birth, I choose the angle that shows you while you work your ass off to bring a baby into this space.

The way your stomach skin curls or doesn't curl. The slight dark circles under your eyes. . The stretch-marks on your thighs. The +20 pounds or the -20 pounds. The defined calves or abdominals. The slick or frazzled hair. The frown, or the laugh, or the hiccup, or the yawn. Your breasts and where they lay across your chest, a little lower than before or just as high as they were.  Those things need to stay in photos. 

Because they're YOU. Right now.
and they're beautiful.


And talking about WHAT OUR BODIES ARE isn't a BAD THING. We're allowed to talk about our bodies RIGHT. WHERE. THEY. ARE. and EMBRACE that without GUILT or SHAME. We're allowed to talk about stretch-marks and sagging breasts and vagina lips and blood and mucus and extra skin. We're allowed to talk about growths and bumps and bruises and leaks. And we're allowed to say those things and not feel a tinge of "I'M LESS THAN."


We are what we are.
Inside and out.

And loving yourself, right where you are... it can change the entire world. It can breed a new world of people who love themselves and encourage other people to love themselves. 

And that is power.
That is worth working towards.

From a by-product of a line of women who were too critical... I implore you to change the world... and to love you.