It seems to have become cool to say “I love my tummy and my stretch marks, they remind me of what my body has created, and i’m proud of it!!”
This kind of body positive thinking is amazing, it’s really brilliant, a reminder that we don’t all snap right back, and that we don’t have to, to love ourselves.
But you know what? I bloody hate my mum tum!!
I’m proud of my body, it’s done wonderful things, I have two beautiful children to remind me of that. I’m also proud of myself, I’ve lost all my baby weight, I’m stronger and fitter than I’ve ever been. Before having baby girl I couldn’t have ran to the end of the street, thanks to the NHS couch to 5k program I’m running a 10k race in October, this is amazing, I am amazing.
But I hate my mum tum. And that’s fine too.