“I can’t pass this on to my daughters. I can’t have them looking at their bodies in search of flaws. I don’t want them to put all of their worth in what they see in the mirror. I want them to know, what I still am trying to convince myself. We might have fat, but we are not fat. This is not WHO we are.”
‘I have stretch marks, saggy skin, a weird fat fold around my C-section scar. I don’t really love myself. This has to stop.’: Mom insists weight does not define us, cannot keep letting ‘my imperfections consume me’
‘I’ve given birth. The world is gonna get whatever’s in THIS swimsuit. I have a swimsuit and a body. So YES, I already have a swimsuit body!’ Mom has ‘99 problems and a summer body ain’t one’
“Is there any part of the year that puts more pressure on us women to be ‘snatched’ than summer? After giving birth, swimsuits fit weird and my belly is CLEARLY visible. My rapidly changing size made me doubt what was appropriate for a ‘bigger woman’ at the pool.”
‘I was swimsuit shamed by my 5-year-old. At the pool, my daughter asked me when I was going to take my ‘dress’ off.’: Mom embarrassed by daughter for covering ‘thighs, fat, flab’
“I didn’t have it in me to tell her this was my swimsuit.”
‘I’m a plus-sized mom and I wore the swimsuit. No, I didn’t just wear that bad boy, I rocked that spandex leotard-like one piece like it was my J-O-B!’
“I was praying the length of the walk to the beach chairs something like, ‘Lord, help me to have peace about this body so I can confidently enjoy my time with my family and these precious kids you gave me.'”
‘This is miscarriage. The belly that still looks bloated and pregnant, but isn’t. The headaches and cramps still left over from hormones that haven’t yet gotten the memo.’
“The waiting room where now 6 times I have had to embarrassingly walk by other waiting patients, puffy, red and with mascara dripping down my cheeks.”
‘I bought a new bathing suit. I know it’s dumb, but this is what I do because I’m a masochist.’ Mom’s HILARIOUS adventures preparing for vacation
“It’s a high-waisted bottom which is like the mullet of swimwear. I didn’t try it on because no one needs to pick me up from the Marshall’s changing room floor, and like I said, I AM A WOMAN OF FAITH.”
‘I’ve been at the beach this week, and I’ve seen all kinds of bodies’: Mom’s revelation about the only time our bodies are beautiful
“It’s all been an incredible spectacle.”
