I just stepped out of the shower, saw my body in the full mirror & had a really good look. And for the first time in a really long time I loved what I saw.
For those who dont know me in real life I'm 30 years old & overweight. But what's not to love about my body? It's loved me.
I've abused it with drugs, alcohol & crap food over the years. I've starved it, overfed it & it's run on poor fuel. I've put uncomfortable clothes on it & hated it.
But it's always loved me back.
In the last 5 years I've carried my 3 children & fed them from my breasts. I've been breastfeeding for 4 years with only a 4 week break just before Willow was born.
When I looked in the mirror I saw soft rounded edges instead of just fat, I saw where my belly is all puckered & stretched from pregnancy as a miracle that my girls grew in there. I saw my big, saggy breasts as being well loved comforters for my kids, heavy with milk. Instead of wishing to be thin I was thinking about how best to nurture the body that has nurtured me & my kids.
I might not be a size 10 but that doesn't mean I should hate my amazing body. The more I love it & the better I treat it the healthier it will be I'm sure.
Anyway, my husband thinks I'm awesome :-)