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World back off the post partem bod. AGAIN.

Reality
THE REAL WORLD VS THE MEDIA.

Everyone who follows me knows I am not adverse to sharing pics of me in my very worn maternity kecks. 
Why?
Because I want to dispell this stupid myth that you have to snap back into shape as soon as you have had a baby. It is just unrealistic.
The pressure comes from the media with celebrities like Kylie Jenner flaunting there "one month" post partem bodies.
Well good for her. She has money. She has stylists... the time to work out blah blah blah. 
This is what one month on looks like for me. But that doesn't mean it will look like that for you.
We are all different and that's okay. 
Do not feel the pressure to "snap back" as frankly it is a load of balls.
8 months on and I am still tucking my stomach into my leggings and wearing my maternity knickers.
And if I am okay with that then you should be too.
We should be embracing the post partem body in all its wobbly, stretch mark and saggy glory after all we grew and birthed a bloody human! 
Why is it so alien for the world to just back off and accept the amazing thing we have created.
To let us get to know our body again in our own time?
I am calling bullsh*t on this out of date and frankly ludicrous notion that just because the small human has evacuated I have to be back in my pre pregnancy jeans again.
No one size fits all, we are all bloody normal whatever the hell that means.
I've said it once and I'll say it again:

WORLD BACK OF THE POST PARTEM BODY.

#postpartem #kyliejenner #onemonthon #normalise #pregnancy #birth #body #media #mother #image #backoff #nicumum #honestconfessions #parentlife



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