You Only Get One Body
For years I have had a love/hate relationship with my body - but mainly hate. I hated the fact that I was short, had chunky legs, a bigger butt than most, and a naturally pasty complexion.
Like most females it seems, worrying about my appearance and comparing myself to others unfortunately became the norm throughout my adolescence.
Fast forward to present day where my body is nearing the start of the third trimester with my beautiful second child, I am trying to be kinder to myself and less critical.
Despite my baby belly and backside growing in unison, and my thighs gaining an extra helping of cellulite on a regular basis, I try to remind myself that my body is growing life - and it is a beautiful gift that I should be grateful for.
The fact that I am growing a baby girl gives me even more of a reason to accept the skin I'm in, warts and all - as I want to set a positive example about self-love and body image for my daughter.
Life is tough, so we need to be kinder and gentler on ourselves. I look at my son and know that he isn't worried about the appearance of his Mummy's growing body, he is just interested that I am around to look after, and love him.
I aim to teach him to respect others and be kind, and to focus on other people's behaviors and qualities, as opposed to their physical appearance.
We all have our good and bad days, but life really is too short to stand in the shadows because of self-doubt or a lack of body confidence. We only get one body in this lifetime, and it really is important that we treat it with the love and respect that it deserves.