My entire life I have struggled with body dysmorphia.. some days (most days) it was so bad that all I could think about was people staring at my midsection & judging me for it. This is actually the first tine I’m really admitting this semi-publicly.. not sure it counts if it’s to a bunch of strangers but whatever.

Anyway, I’m not sure when the switch flipped, but today I looked in the mirror and felt completely beautiful, stretch marks, frizzy hair, flabby thighs and all! Haha. I think since I had my daughter, I see my body for what it is more so than what it could be & what it is is freaking AMAZING for being able to create and sustain a whole ass second human being. It’s crazy. Anyway, I was feelin myself and my chub so here’s a pic of me that I’m too scared to share on any other form of social media 🤪

Also adding a pic of my cute baby Frankie that used to live inside me! Lol- motherhood is crazy.