Who says all before and after photos have to show "improvement" that only means weight loss? Because this mom is proving before and after photos can also show "improvement," meaning love.
She writes about the woman she was on the left, when she was skinnier...
I took progress photos because it meant I was closer to be a weight where I would love myself. I ate no carbs, and barely any vegetables. Just meat. But I loved it because I was losing weight rapidly and the more bones that protruded the more I valued myself... But still I looked at this photo, this image of myself, like I was fat. There was nothing wrong with the way I looked. My body was mine.
And then the woman she is now, on the right, post babies...
On the right is me now. Stretch marks. A droopy belly button. Thicker, not many bones protruding, but more dimples that represent cellulite. People don't want to see this photo. All of a sudden it's not okay. It's not pleasing to the eye anymore. It's not a body to be admired... The scars and stretch marks and jiggly tummy is because I made humans. I ate a little more cake, I drank a little more wine.
But she says she wouldn't change anything, because...
I have achieved more with this body, then I have with my old body. I've eaten more good foods. I've lived more, I've given more, I've enjoyed more. I've made life. This body, THIS body should be celebrated and admired.
People on Facebook are basically screaming their support.
We are living for this woman right now.
No matter what size you are, a size 6 or size 60. You deserve to celebrate it. Sexy underwear AND a new wardrobe. So love your body, because you truly really really, only get one... And it's STILL sexy to wear granny jocks! Woop woop!