A Letter to my Postpartum Body


Dear body,


I want to start off by saying I’m sorry.


I’m sorry for the times I’ve spoken ill of you and degraded you. For the names I’ve called you and the bad jokes I’ve made at your expense.


I have said some not-so-nice things about you, and had someone else been speaking like that about me, I’d be broken-hearted.


You help me to experience life. I go places and I do things because of you. I love, I laugh, I fed, I clothe, I run after my children, I go after my purpose and I get to do life because of you.


So today, I looked at you lovingly in the mirror and I said thank you. I hugged on my stretch marks and thanked my body for the evidence that showed I had carried three beautiful miracles.


I thanked my body for being able to heal and give me strength to go about life continually. With this newfound thankfulness, I also vowed to do better by you. To speak better of you and look after you more.


For you see, there can only be one you. So from now on, I will be more intentional as I learn to grow more in love and in tune with this temple that is you.


You are truly one of a kind, beautiful and miraculous, and I want you to know I love you dearly.


Always yours,

Vonesai Muhaso