Every once in a while, my husband will say something that completely floors me. I had been doing really well last year losing the few extra pounds I'd put on, going to the gym 3-5 days a week and was getting fit. When I miscarried, I fell off the wagon and haven't been doing as well as I had and a little belly pudge made it's way back. I was getting ready today and threw on a crop top for the first time in my life. I immediately felt self conscious about my little pudge and was going to change. My husband asked what I was doing and I told him I felt like I looked awful and was going to change. His response was as follows, "You look fine. If you feel self conscious, change but do it because you're unhappy and not because you think others will judge you for it. I get it *he then pokes my belly because he's weird* but I love your body. Your human body." Because of him, I had the confidence to just wear it and not think too much about what others would think.