What body positivity means for me.

I love the body positivity movement streaming through social media recently. It’s something I feel passionate about and totally want to get behind. I’ve always felt an outsider though.

I struggle in my skin, but it’s not really things you can see in photographs. I can’t bravely snap shots of stretch marks, Mum tums and wobbly bum cheeks. 

I feel excluded from the #lovetheshake movement because I don’t fit into that category. 

But I still have major hangups with my body. I can’t be the only one.

My body has failed me. It doesn’t work how I thought it should. It’s hard to love your toned stomach when you would do anything for that mummy tummy so many women hide away.

I am starting a journey of self love. To give myself a break.

Maybe I have been granted a special opportunity? A wonderful duty to be a mother to many? After all every child needs a Mum, maybe I can be that. They will need me as much as I need them. 

After all, I certainly have the heart of a mother even if I don’t wear the stripes.

It’s going to take time to come to terms with though. Please be gentle with my fragility. I for one wouldn’t wish my body on anyone. 

Love the skin you’re in. You never know, the person who owns that body you so crave may be thinking exactly the same back at you.

Give yourself a break this Saturday, look in the mirror and say to yourself “my body is amazing just as it is”.