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Post-Preggers Body

It's actually quite sad how it took my pregnancy and losing my sister to finally accept and appreciate my body. But hey ho.

I've gained stertch marks but I am not bothered in the slightest. In fact they're a shimmery purple colour which is ace because I love purple and things that shimmer!

My tummy, thighs and arse aren't as toned as they used to be but I couldn't give a shit. My bit of tummy podge is actually quite useful when carting my sprog about, it's summat for her to rest on.
(my arms have actually got better thanks to my daughter being an awesome chunk of a baby - 16 pounds already!)

My overall health is pretty good (putting post natal depression and anxiety aside) and it meant I could grow a tiny human inside of me which isn't something that should be taken for granted. It also means I can crack with my work, home and social life with no restrictions which also shouldn't be taken for granted.

So I've decided that I will no longer waste time agonising about my size and spend it enjoying what I do have - amazing family and friends, my health and happiness and above all... netflix.

I'll end this with a Ru Paul quote;


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