post pregnancy body

I'll hasten to point out that I don't in any way regret my decision to be a mother.  This is not a "what a mistake" type thought.  Indeed, I truly wouldn't have it any other way and if I went back in time I'd still have sex with my idiot ex-husband at the same time on the same day to make sure that the exact same little human was produced from that union.  That doesn't take away my understanding however.
I was crying over a few pairs of trousers. I needed to have a word with myself. This body has grown and birthed a beautiful baby boy. It now feeds that boy, keeps him growing and healthy and strong.