My mum walked past me and touched my hip area as she was walking by. She stopped and said “what’s that?” I said “what?” She touched it again and said “what’s that?” To which I replied “meat..”. She then looked at me funnily and in a judgemental way and I just walked away. I’m 8 months postpartum. I have a bit of a gut and yes I have small love handles. I hate that because the rest of my sisters got back their pre baby body I’m expected to as well. I now don’t want to eat food anymore.