A Pregnant Woman Is the Only True Beauty

This insight and post arrived in my mind after my beautiful partner asked me, do you still find me attractive now I’m pregnant? I love her dearly and my thoughts are as follows...

Is beauty subject to change? What is considered beautiful rises and falls with the fashions and drama of the age, and this is no more relevant than in today’s world, sometimes I think the idea of beauty seems to be lost in a kind of haze. Ideals are drawn and redrawn by culture, commerce and of course the narrative and society where we live. What was celebrated as beauty in one decade is discarded or completely overturned in the next. Tracing back across time, fashion and art have always captured the zeitgeist of the era in every style, shape and size, in essence striving to capture eternal beauty.

Fashions are fleeting and trends only temporary, but there is one form that remains timeless across any age. Untouchable in its essence of purpose and the only true beauty, it’s a total embodiment of life and creation… a pregnant woman.

A pregnant woman is not forced into some kind of story, changed to model a certain style or follow a predefined format of what someone else thinks beauty is, she is pure, beautiful and is the creator of life itself. She becomes a living sculpture of art showcasing an innermost power and love, not defined by external validation but by the undeniable presence of a universe forming within her. No clothing, no cosmetic, no cultural ideal can outshine the miracle of growing a new life.

Beauty as Creation

We often mistake beauty for appearance, a surface façade which will not be considered beauty as years pass and our culture evolves. In today’s world we have the ability to create symmetry, a certain look or style with make-up, clothing or even cosmetic surgery. But true beauty is not static or an -ism of an age. It is movement, depth and the full embodiment of one’s inner being. That embodiment is unique to each and every one of us, there is no mould to fit or style to follow. It is moving towards who you are as an individual and realising who you were born to become. A pregnant woman holds the deepest form of becoming, not just for herself but for the soul she is bringing into this world. The body that once followed fashion and cared about what people thought now takes the lead in something far greater and utterly timeless, the continuation of life itself.

Through transformation comes change and the ideas around expectation and appropriation alter dramatically. She no longer feels the pressure to conform or to be a certain way which society expects, this no longer matters. Pregnancy demands your full attention; priorities are only with creation and building a family, physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually bringing father, mother and child together, it is life itself which becomes important. Pregnancy asks a woman the deepest questions, to create space within her, to grow everything from her own body and become responsibly for a new soul, to sacrifice and to step into a space of unconditional love. Her body becomes more than an object to be gazed upon, it becomes a vessel which has taken up its fundamental purpose. In my mind there is no higher beauty, or greater artistic endeavour than this.

Beyond the Mirror

Fashions and trends across all time ask women and men to edit themselves into something which blends in and fits with the narrative. Pregnancy requires the opposite, it invites growth, openness and becoming aware of the greatest gift we have, life itself. It is the ultimate answer to, why are we here.

You may ask, why am I writing about this? Well, it’s the time of our life when my partner and I create another life from the love between us, build a nest and embark on the most beautiful and unbelievable form of creation there is. Fatherhood and motherhood await, and I have the privilege to witness this transformation and play a role in the process. It is the greatest gift and privilege of my life.

Remembering the True Form

I have studied the Old Masters’ paintings which I admire greatly, when I look back there are many themes and stories, but time and again the artist returns to the image of the mother and child, a sacred relationship of feminine beauty, unconditional love and sacrifice. This subject matter represents the timeless process of creation and reminds us of what beauty really is. Not the fashion of the day or the cultural norm, but what is born through us, the essence of who we are and why we are really here as a species, procreation is the highest vibration of love and devotion. Honouring what is eternally true and nature’s deepest intelligence.

It is creation and love between two people becoming form. Something stirring in both mother and father, a responsibility to nurture, to care for, protect and provide. All this beauty radiating naturally and organically from within. Through holding the pregnant woman as a sacred form, we can return to a more truthful definition of beauty. Beauty and creativity are not defined from the opinion of the critic, some archetype or an idea created by society; a woman doesn’t wear beauty, she is beauty and only through her body can life continue.

So, when my partner asked me, do you still find me attractive now I’m pregnant? My answer is simple, you are the total embodiment of true beauty and there is nothing greater on earth.