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View this post on Instagram 🔅postpartum letters loop🔅 My dearest postpartum body, . Just look at how far you've come. While you didn't know it or realised it, all your hard work shows and yet you battle with your postpartum self so much. Why? I get it, you're angry at not "bouncing back" as easily and the fact that you have to continue to work a whole lot harder to get to feel somewhat like yourself again and that's ok because your undying determination shines and it's the most beautiful thing. . You've weathered through the toughest of storms to keep your beautiful mind and amazing body at a healthy place. Magical doesn't even begin to describe what you've managed to do, you've created life 2 (3) times, you've survived the grief of losing your little brother, you came out stronger than ever battling PPD, you exclusively pumped all of Levi's food for 8 long months....yet... Yet!... You beat yourself up most days. I get it, it wasn't always pretty, you were pissed for ending up in ER and on the operating table for emergency surgery one week after Levi's birth at the fear of dying and you know what you didn't, you're constantly showing me how powerful and strong you are. . Dear body, I want to apologize, to say sorry for not always believing in you. I'm here today to tell you that I see you differently now, you were always there waiting for me to see your strenght and to acknowledge how important you are to me. I want you to know that I've finally accepted that little demon that keeps poking at you from the inside, the one that makes you uncomfortable in my own body. Today, along with my children I chose to embrace you and know that I'll forever be grateful for you cause you've given me my two greatest accomplishment in life. I'm here to tell you that no matter how much you poke and squish your new body in front of the mirror, I'm beyond proud of your imperfections, because you make me unique in this beautiful journey call "motherhood". . With all the love, Your dearest self! #postpartumletterseries . Continue this beautiful "postpartum letters loop" by heading over to my amazing friend Desiree at @theperfectmom A post shared by Anupa King (@denupzter) on Oct 3, 2018 at 11:01am PDT
🔅postpartum letters loop🔅 My dearest postpartum body, . Just look at how far you've come. While you didn't know it or realised it, all your hard work shows and yet you battle with your postpartum self so much. Why? I get it, you're angry at not "bouncing back" as easily and the fact that you have to continue to work a whole lot harder to get to feel somewhat like yourself again and that's ok because your undying determination shines and it's the most beautiful thing. . You've weathered through the toughest of storms to keep your beautiful mind and amazing body at a healthy place. Magical doesn't even begin to describe what you've managed to do, you've created life 2 (3) times, you've survived the grief of losing your little brother, you came out stronger than ever battling PPD, you exclusively pumped all of Levi's food for 8 long months....yet... Yet!... You beat yourself up most days. I get it, it wasn't always pretty, you were pissed for ending up in ER and on the operating table for emergency surgery one week after Levi's birth at the fear of dying and you know what you didn't, you're constantly showing me how powerful and strong you are. . Dear body, I want to apologize, to say sorry for not always believing in you. I'm here today to tell you that I see you differently now, you were always there waiting for me to see your strenght and to acknowledge how important you are to me. I want you to know that I've finally accepted that little demon that keeps poking at you from the inside, the one that makes you uncomfortable in my own body. Today, along with my children I chose to embrace you and know that I'll forever be grateful for you cause you've given me my two greatest accomplishment in life. I'm here to tell you that no matter how much you poke and squish your new body in front of the mirror, I'm beyond proud of your imperfections, because you make me unique in this beautiful journey call "motherhood". . With all the love, Your dearest self! #postpartumletterseries . Continue this beautiful "postpartum letters loop" by heading over to my amazing friend Desiree at @theperfectmom
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View this post on Instagram "The Priest: There comes a time in man's search for meaning when one realises that there are no answers. And when you come to that horrible, unavoidable realization, you accept it or you kill yourself. Or you simply stop searching... I have lived a blessed life. And yet every night, when I climb into bed, turn off the lights, and stare in to the dark, I wonder... Is this all there is? . Jackie Kennedy: You wonder? . The Priest: Every soul on this planet does. But then, when morning comes, we all wake up and make a pot of coffee. . Jackie Kennedy: Why do we bother? . The Priest: Because we do. You did this morning, you will again tomorrow. But God, in his infinite wisdom, has made sure it is just enough for us." . A month ago I watched the movie "Jackie" with my mother-in-law (Susie) and while I have no words to describe how moving it was, the conversation between Jackie Kennedy and the priest left a mark. Susie and I were both in tears, we replayed the sceen (maybe twice) and then hit pause because we needed to share that instance, to acknowledge each other feelings and it was probably one of my most memorable moments I've ever shared with Susie. I guess what I'm trying to say is no matter how much I struggle with PPD, no matter how much I question my emotions, I know that it's enough for me to handle with a smile on my face. To all you mamas out there fighting the same fight like me, know that you're not alone, know that you're stronger than you think and know that you got this. 💪 #teamself A post shared by Anupa King (@denupzter) on Sep 27, 2018 at 8:20am PDT
"The Priest: There comes a time in man's search for meaning when one realises that there are no answers. And when you come to that horrible, unavoidable realization, you accept it or you kill yourself. Or you simply stop searching... I have lived a blessed life. And yet every night, when I climb into bed, turn off the lights, and stare in to the dark, I wonder... Is this all there is? . Jackie Kennedy: You wonder? . The Priest: Every soul on this planet does. But then, when morning comes, we all wake up and make a pot of coffee. . Jackie Kennedy: Why do we bother? . The Priest: Because we do. You did this morning, you will again tomorrow. But God, in his infinite wisdom, has made sure it is just enough for us." . A month ago I watched the movie "Jackie" with my mother-in-law (Susie) and while I have no words to describe how moving it was, the conversation between Jackie Kennedy and the priest left a mark. Susie and I were both in tears, we replayed the sceen (maybe twice) and then hit pause because we needed to share that instance, to acknowledge each other feelings and it was probably one of my most memorable moments I've ever shared with Susie. I guess what I'm trying to say is no matter how much I struggle with PPD, no matter how much I question my emotions, I know that it's enough for me to handle with a smile on my face. To all you mamas out there fighting the same fight like me, know that you're not alone, know that you're stronger than you think and know that you got this. 💪 #teamself
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View this post on Instagram My body vs Also my body! A few posts ago, I shared a very vulnerable snap of my wrinkled stomach with a letter to myself and while I had an overwhelming outpour of love and support I had to deleted and block so many. It's so awful how you can have one mean comment bring you back into rage and hate about yourself and the world. I get it, the more I grow the more exposed these posts are and the more I have to defend me and you know what, that's ok! I'm here to stay! The rage and anger I had from these mean comments I fuelled it into my workouts which has me thinking maybe it's good that I suffer since I never have this much energy or determination when I'm happy... Do you ever feel this? Why are we (or maybe it's just me) programmed to work this way? How come I couldn't get this motivated on my own? Why did it need to take someone being mean to me for it to happen? Don't get me wrong I don't deserve to have such awful things be said to me, no one does, and clearly me asking for it to be stopped isn't working so I might as well fuel it into the good of my well being. I am simply here to share my story out of the desire to spread hope and awareness of how real and raw postpartum is and can be... but I also share it to inspire acceptance... Acceptance of every woman's right to chose her own path to recovery. . . PS. Of course I'm wearing my favourite @knixwear bra in pink cause I always feel pretty in pink. . #teamself A post shared by Anupa King (@denupzter) on Aug 29, 2018 at 11:00am PDT
My body vs Also my body! A few posts ago, I shared a very vulnerable snap of my wrinkled stomach with a letter to myself and while I had an overwhelming outpour of love and support I had to deleted and block so many. It's so awful how you can have one mean comment bring you back into rage and hate about yourself and the world. I get it, the more I grow the more exposed these posts are and the more I have to defend me and you know what, that's ok! I'm here to stay! The rage and anger I had from these mean comments I fuelled it into my workouts which has me thinking maybe it's good that I suffer since I never have this much energy or determination when I'm happy... Do you ever feel this? Why are we (or maybe it's just me) programmed to work this way? How come I couldn't get this motivated on my own? Why did it need to take someone being mean to me for it to happen? Don't get me wrong I don't deserve to have such awful things be said to me, no one does, and clearly me asking for it to be stopped isn't working so I might as well fuel it into the good of my well being. I am simply here to share my story out of the desire to spread hope and awareness of how real and raw postpartum is and can be... but I also share it to inspire acceptance... Acceptance of every woman's right to chose her own path to recovery. . . PS. Of course I'm wearing my favourite @knixwear bra in pink cause I always feel pretty in pink. . #teamself
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View this post on Instagram If there's one I've learned from dealing with depression while being a mommy is I fake smile it until I feel it and then I spread it like confetti cause at the end of the day I have two beautiful little humans watching my every move. My mama smile instantly creates a sense of calm, a sense of belong, a sense of peace, it sets the mood for beautiful moments, moments that shouldn't be stolen from me any longer because I know too many have been missed. . My postpartum self has been a constant battle. Most days I wake up thinking I've got this and then BAM it hits me like a ton of bricks... Where I feel like it's not my body anymore and the truth is, it's not. A year later and I'm still struggling to find myself again. Deep down I know I'm there, and some days I feel me fighting through to the surface to breathe and then I question what did I do wrong to have to battle so hard. Why is there so much pressure from social media about how I should or shouldn't look. Did I not just create two beautiful little humans? Doesn't my body deserve to heal and take as long as it needs to? . I'm working on my inner strength and trying to become my best self, and in doing so I need to heal me, heal where I pain the most. I want to remind myself of the strength that I have within me and the reason why I fight to be better everyday. I'm going to continue being me, the beautiful me that my babies know, the imperfect perfectly perfect mom that I am. . . . . . #dearestviewfinder #themommydiary #clickinmoms #babiesofig #humansofjoy #honestmotherhood #momlife #lightinspired #jj_kids #jj_its_kids #treasuringlittlememories #ig_kids #igers_kids #thepursuitofjoyproject #childreningram #MagicOfChildhood #ourchildrenphoto #simplejoys #childhoodeveryday #theartofchildhood #inspirepregnancy #ig_motherhood #teamself #takebackpostpartum #postpartum #postpartumbody #postpartumdepression #mombod #thisispostpartum #honorthemombod A post shared by Anupa King (@denupzter) on Sep 19, 2018 at 6:47am PDT
If there's one I've learned from dealing with depression while being a mommy is I fake smile it until I feel it and then I spread it like confetti cause at the end of the day I have two beautiful little humans watching my every move. My mama smile instantly creates a sense of calm, a sense of belong, a sense of peace, it sets the mood for beautiful moments, moments that shouldn't be stolen from me any longer because I know too many have been missed. . My postpartum self has been a constant battle. Most days I wake up thinking I've got this and then BAM it hits me like a ton of bricks... Where I feel like it's not my body anymore and the truth is, it's not. A year later and I'm still struggling to find myself again. Deep down I know I'm there, and some days I feel me fighting through to the surface to breathe and then I question what did I do wrong to have to battle so hard. Why is there so much pressure from social media about how I should or shouldn't look. Did I not just create two beautiful little humans? Doesn't my body deserve to heal and take as long as it needs to? . I'm working on my inner strength and trying to become my best self, and in doing so I need to heal me, heal where I pain the most. I want to remind myself of the strength that I have within me and the reason why I fight to be better everyday. I'm going to continue being me, the beautiful me that my babies know, the imperfect perfectly perfect mom that I am. . . . . . #dearestviewfinder #themommydiary #clickinmoms #babiesofig #humansofjoy #honestmotherhood #momlife #lightinspired #jj_kids #jj_its_kids #treasuringlittlememories #ig_kids #igers_kids #thepursuitofjoyproject #childreningram #MagicOfChildhood #ourchildrenphoto #simplejoys #childhoodeveryday #theartofchildhood #inspirepregnancy #ig_motherhood #teamself #takebackpostpartum #postpartum #postpartumbody #postpartumdepression #mombod #thisispostpartum #honorthemombod
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View this post on Instagram Person: let me see your white man children Me: laughs awkwardly and say we have to go now. After I hung up from facetiming with this person I thought, it's ok, they mean well. I grew up in an environment and culture where people always openly say whatever they wish without considering the hurt. Well you know what I'm not in that environment anymore and I won't tolerate it around my children. Why does color matter? I wish it didn't but unfortunately it does and I see it everyday, even here on ig. 😥 Growing up in Guyana it was easy to recognize that the fairer you are the more favoured you are. Why? Would you believe if I told you I was once dumped by an ex because I was too dark... Yep his exact words, to this day I can't get it out of my head. Why should anyone care what my, my husband's and my children skin color is? Why am I here looking for approval for what we look like?... For your love for being brown. Hi, my name is Anupa King and I'm brown, what's your color? . . #teamself #takebackpostpartum A post shared by Anupa King (@denupzter) on Oct 21, 2018 at 12:35pm PDT
Person: let me see your white man children Me: laughs awkwardly and say we have to go now. After I hung up from facetiming with this person I thought, it's ok, they mean well. I grew up in an environment and culture where people always openly say whatever they wish without considering the hurt. Well you know what I'm not in that environment anymore and I won't tolerate it around my children. Why does color matter? I wish it didn't but unfortunately it does and I see it everyday, even here on ig. 😥 Growing up in Guyana it was easy to recognize that the fairer you are the more favoured you are. Why? Would you believe if I told you I was once dumped by an ex because I was too dark... Yep his exact words, to this day I can't get it out of my head. Why should anyone care what my, my husband's and my children skin color is? Why am I here looking for approval for what we look like?... For your love for being brown. Hi, my name is Anupa King and I'm brown, what's your color? . . #teamself #takebackpostpartum
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View this post on Instagram I remember it like it was yesterday, the pain, the guilt, the shame, what did I do to deserve this... Where did I go wrong? I was 13 weeks along sitting in my doctors office bleeding waiting for some news, any news. I was having a miscarriage and my body wasn't mine, I wanted to love it but instead I hated it for doing what it was doing in that moment. Today I join hands with @knixwear in honor of pregnancy and infant loss remembrance day. I'm here to share my story and to read yours that represents the #FacesOfFertility I woke up the next day feeling so much self pity, maybe I did deserve this, I wasn't the kindest to my body. At 13 weeks I had already grown so attached to the life being created in me, I didn't realise how much this would hurt. I cried everytime I was alone, I never talked about it for fear of being judged (mostly by my own family), the shame of what others would think. And then many years later it all came crashing down when I dealt with the lost of my brother and ppd. How did I deal with it? I voiced it to a complete stranger who helped me healed. Therapy was the best and strongest thing I could have done for myself. So my friends let's talk, cause I want to hear you too, today I'm ready to have these conversations and be brave about it. Five years later Mikey was born, we had tried for almost 1 1/2 to get pregnant and in the end we were sitting at a fertility clinic to only be told that we were already pregnant. And then without even trying Levi came along. My heart is full but I'm always asking what if. Share your story under #FacesOfFertility and @knixwear will donate $1 to @resolveorg and @fertility_canada. Let your voice be heard, open your heart to healing with me. Tag me once you tell your story cause I want to know you. Hugs. . . . #postpartum #teamself #ig_motherhood #honorthemombod #honormybody #thisispostpartum A post shared by Anupa King (@denupzter) on Oct 15, 2018 at 8:34am PDT
I remember it like it was yesterday, the pain, the guilt, the shame, what did I do to deserve this... Where did I go wrong? I was 13 weeks along sitting in my doctors office bleeding waiting for some news, any news. I was having a miscarriage and my body wasn't mine, I wanted to love it but instead I hated it for doing what it was doing in that moment. Today I join hands with @knixwear in honor of pregnancy and infant loss remembrance day. I'm here to share my story and to read yours that represents the #FacesOfFertility I woke up the next day feeling so much self pity, maybe I did deserve this, I wasn't the kindest to my body. At 13 weeks I had already grown so attached to the life being created in me, I didn't realise how much this would hurt. I cried everytime I was alone, I never talked about it for fear of being judged (mostly by my own family), the shame of what others would think. And then many years later it all came crashing down when I dealt with the lost of my brother and ppd. How did I deal with it? I voiced it to a complete stranger who helped me healed. Therapy was the best and strongest thing I could have done for myself. So my friends let's talk, cause I want to hear you too, today I'm ready to have these conversations and be brave about it. Five years later Mikey was born, we had tried for almost 1 1/2 to get pregnant and in the end we were sitting at a fertility clinic to only be told that we were already pregnant. And then without even trying Levi came along. My heart is full but I'm always asking what if. Share your story under #FacesOfFertility and @knixwear will donate $1 to @resolveorg and @fertility_canada. Let your voice be heard, open your heart to healing with me. Tag me once you tell your story cause I want to know you. Hugs. . . . #postpartum #teamself #ig_motherhood #honorthemombod #honormybody #thisispostpartum
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View this post on Instagram Dear postpartum depression, If you weren't so ugly, I would have 10 more babies. Dear postpartum depression, You've been the toughest years of my life, to the point where I almost wanted to end it. Dear postpartum depression, You're a cheat and a theif, and it's so not cool that you've stole some (what would have been) very beautiful moments from me and my young family. Dear postpartum depression, Why do you feel the need to hit me at my most vulnerable state? Do I not already have enough to deal with at this whole thing call motherhood? Dear postpartum depression, You're not welcome, and I'm here today to tell you that I've won! Stop trying to creep in, stop trying to make me feel like I'm nothing, stop making me feel so guilty at how I choose to mother my babies. Dear postpartum depression, Pack your bags, while you're at it, pack all you've got cause I'm sending you to a place where you can no longer touch me. Dear postpartum depression, This is where we part! I survived! I'm a survivor. I'm a warrior mom! . Mamas out there, let's recognize how to deal with these feelings and know how to treat them. I'm here to tell you, it's not you... It's PPD. Let's talk! . . . . . #dearestviewfinder #themommydiary #clickinmoms #babiesofig #humansofjoy #honestmotherhood #momlife #lightinspired #jj_kids #jj_its_kids #treasuringlittlememories #ig_kids #igers_kids #thepursuitofjoyproject #childreningram #MagicOfChildhood #ourchildrenphoto #simplejoys #tv_pointofview #expofilm #kidsmood #lightslove #stunning_shots #takebackpostpartum #postpartum #ig_motherhood #teamself A post shared by Anupa King (@denupzter) on Jul 24, 2018 at 11:44am PDT
Dear postpartum depression, If you weren't so ugly, I would have 10 more babies. Dear postpartum depression, You've been the toughest years of my life, to the point where I almost wanted to end it. Dear postpartum depression, You're a cheat and a theif, and it's so not cool that you've stole some (what would have been) very beautiful moments from me and my young family. Dear postpartum depression, Why do you feel the need to hit me at my most vulnerable state? Do I not already have enough to deal with at this whole thing call motherhood? Dear postpartum depression, You're not welcome, and I'm here today to tell you that I've won! Stop trying to creep in, stop trying to make me feel like I'm nothing, stop making me feel so guilty at how I choose to mother my babies. Dear postpartum depression, Pack your bags, while you're at it, pack all you've got cause I'm sending you to a place where you can no longer touch me. Dear postpartum depression, This is where we part! I survived! I'm a survivor. I'm a warrior mom! . Mamas out there, let's recognize how to deal with these feelings and know how to treat them. I'm here to tell you, it's not you... It's PPD. Let's talk! . . . . . #dearestviewfinder #themommydiary #clickinmoms #babiesofig #humansofjoy #honestmotherhood #momlife #lightinspired #jj_kids #jj_its_kids #treasuringlittlememories #ig_kids #igers_kids #thepursuitofjoyproject #childreningram #MagicOfChildhood #ourchildrenphoto #simplejoys #tv_pointofview #expofilm #kidsmood #lightslove #stunning_shots #takebackpostpartum #postpartum #ig_motherhood #teamself
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