Day 41 - Our bodies are so wonderful
‘Don’t post that picture, you can see the wrinkles next to your eyes and the rolls under your chin’
Said my old self.
*eye rolls. Hits post 💁♀️.
I’m 34. I have wrinkles. My body has rolls when I move it in certain ways.
And I love it.
She is incredible.
She got me here.
She shows up for me everyday, regardless of the crap I have done to her in the past.
She grew and birthed two babies.
Fed two babies from her breasts.
This photo is beautiful, and I will not allow any negative self talk tell me it’s not. I mean, damn I am feeding my baby girl, what could be more gloriously beautiful than that!
Feeling in 💫 love 💫 with my body, and so over the narrative that I need to hate her (and constantly look for ways outside myself to ‘fix’ her).
Show me a picture of you that is absolutely glorious 💓💖💕💗.
📸 @leethal13 in front of an ACTUAL furry wall at @maitlandregionalartgallery last week. Woke up this morning feeling particularly in love with this photo and remembering this fab day we spent together.
Image: close up over my should of me breastfeeding Miss E. I am looking down at her smiling. In the background is a light brown/fawn coloured 'furry wall'.