I am 3 weeks postpartum and I have never been more OK with the fact that my belly is marred and squishy and all sorts of floppy. I have never been more OK with my body ever as a matter of fact and its because I fit a whole Magpie in there and I didn't split in two. And now this floppy marked up body feeds him and cuddles him and I have never felt more matter of fact in my skin.
Before he came I felt fat and swollen and gross. I felt awful to look at, but I did not care about the belly I had. I loved that part. My face, my thighs everything else I was so over.
But now this is my body, its doing what it's supposed to be doing and I couldn't care less how you look at it, and I agree with this article that that is not bravery. It's my body, its doing its job and that job isn't to embody some firm tight sexpot. And it doesn't matter if someone thinks that it should be. At all.
http://www.mommyish.com/2015/03/25/rachel-hollis-mom-bikini-not-brave/
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