I’m a 25yr old mummy of two amazing children. Before I became pregnant I lived in bikinis and tube tops, showing off my flat, toned tummy at any opportunity. But at 22 when my son was born by emergency c-section weighing 9lbs 3ozs, I quickly realised those days were well and truly over. My tummy was riddled with stretchmarks and loose skin but all that mattered to me was that my little boy was alive after a very traumatic delivery. My son was diagnosed with cerebral palsy at 5wks old and the heartbreak of watching him fight through sezuires and many many hospital admissions made me drop all 60lbs of my pregnancy weight within a matter of weeks. I was still pumping and breasfeeding as much as I could so that he could still have mummy’s milk on those long and sad days on the hospital ward. I didn’t think much of my body during his first year of life – all that mattered was him. A few weeks after our son’s 1st birthday I discovered I was pregnant again. This time with my daughter, I gained far less weight and she was born by VBAC weighing 7lbs 7ozs. She has just turned one and I have started to feel self-conscious about my body for the first time. After breastfeeding two babies my breasts have lost most of their substance but I am just so proud to have been able to breastfeed them that my breast shape doesn’t bother me too much at all. What I’ve really been struggling with is my new tummy. My husband still thinks I am beautiful and loves my whole body, but I can’t help but feel envious of friends I know who have more kids than me and have no stretchmarks or loose skin whatsoever! But at the end of it all, it was so worth it. My children give me so much joy and enrich my life more than I ever could have dreamed. I love them and I love the body that carried and gave life to them. I know my new body will take some getting used to but I think by posting here I may have just taken the first step on a journey to acceptance. I’m so glad I’m not alone.