Beyonce

Queen Bey recently wrote about the traumatic birth of her twins Rumi and Sir and her post baby body, and it’s frankly GIVEN ME LIFE this week.

I wrote a post last year on how Beyonce mis-sold motherhood to many of us, glorifying it with her insanely unrealistic yet mesmerisingly beautiful depiction, when her babies were just a few months old.

Yes, she looked amazing but we would have collectively clapped and breathed a sigh of relief, if she’d offered a side of realism with it, some candid commentary, a caption, anything to highlight that new motherhood is not all flower crowns and sleeping babes in arms.

Beyonce and twins

But Beyonce is human just like the rest of us and her recent admission in US Vogue has reminded me of that fact. There, she revealed that she almost died during the twins’ birth with toxemia (having been on best rest for a month), weighing up to 15 stones, and suffering a traumatic birth, therefore it’s likely her default was to hide behind a facade, to show strength when she had none.

I totally relate to going into survival mode post-birth, as I too suffered a traumatic birth with my first son and spent 10 months spiralling in silence, broken on the inside, smiling on the out.

I underestimated Beyonce in my post where I shared I felt she was glorifying motherhood… It never crossed my mind that she might be for one moment, suffering as badly as I now know she was, such is the pedestal we place on the famous, such is the belief in the suspension of disbelief presented she presented us with at the time.

Beyonce wrote in the September issue of the high fashion publication: “My health and my babies’ health were in danger, so I had an emergency C-section.

“We spent many weeks in the NICU [Neonatal intensive care unit].

“I was in survival mode and did not grasp it all until months later.”

Beyonce, I’m sorry for what you went through, and I’m relieved you’re seemingly out the other end and strong enough to empower us all with your words and no more so with the now viral term of your FUPA (fat upper pubic area)- something I too have, a pouch that reminds me of the home my kids made within.

5 years on with a mumtum of my own post 2 c-sections, I’ve more than given up thinking it will ever vanish, I’ve made peace with that fact and embrace it.

Beyonce shared a similar sentiment,

“I gave myself self-love and self-care, and I embraced being curvier. I accepted what my body wanted to be.

“To this day my arms, shoulders, breasts, and thighs are fuller. I have a little mommy pouch, and I’m in no rush to get rid of it. I think it’s real.”

Well yes to FUPAs, stars revealing that birth, motherhood and beyond can be as tough af, and that’s there’s absolutely no shame in that.

Thank you Beyonce.

If you’re suffering from a traumatic birth, please reach out to those close to you and speak to your GP.

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