A shape. My shape.
I’m working hard to like it. But it’s strong and it can work hard.
This body has carried two babies to term, endured two c-sections and
I’ve gotten my diastasis down from 5 fingers to 3 as of last check.
I will never have a flat & ripped stomach but I can still do stuff I
love. I can hike with my kids, kayak around lakes and am slowly adding
more weight to that bar.
Over the next 21 days I’m going to do my own little detox. A mental
detox. I’m going to post something positive about myself each and
everyday. To try and see this body differently. To learn to love my
shape. A little reminder to myself that it’s okay to love your body.
Just the way it is.
(originally posted on my old website)
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