
I loved my pregnant body. I loved watching it expand every week, I loved my belly, I LOVED eating, and I even felt proud to watch the numbers go up on the scale at each prenatal visit. If I read that sentence in my early 20s, in the depths of my restriction and low body image, I wouldn’t have believed that statement had come from me. But it’s true. I dare to say that my body image has never been more healthy than it was when I was pregnant.
I think a contributing factor to my healthy body image was that I had such a positive experience with pregnancy overall. I didn’t have many adverse symptoms or complications, and I felt surprisingly good throughout the process. Prior to this pregnancy, I did have a miscarriage that devastated me. In some ways, that made me even more grateful for every day of my successful pregnancy. It can be easy to love your body when you are actually creating life every day.
Weight gain during pregnancy signals that everything is progressing the way that it should be. It signals that the fetus is gaining the weight necessary to become a viable and adorable cutie in the outside world, and that you are cultivating the best environment for them to do so. Not gaining weight most often means that something is wrong. Allowing myself to gain weight without any guilt felt like freedom.
I started writing this post simply to share my experience of having a positive body image during pregnancy, but as I started typing, this idea dawned on me: Pregnancy is maybe the only time in life that women are given permission to expand and take up space. What about the every day miracle of our bodies carrying us through life? What if we allowed ourselves this type of freedom all the time? What if we took up space and gave into our cravings without guilt? What if we always trusted that our bodies were changing in ways that are healthiest for us? What lessons can we learn from our beautiful, growing, stretch marked pregnant bodies?
