I have 2 dc, ds has just turned 1 and I am back to my pre pregnancy weight. However my stomach is covered in faded stretch marks, wrinkly skin and there is a huge overhanging bit of flesh that I have to tuck into my trousers.
I know I should weave some lentils and view the devastation of my previously flat stomach as a beautiful reminder of my body's amazing capacity to grow new life, but I can't. I can cope with my saggy books, with my varicose veins, etc however I HATE my stomach and feel sadness every time I see it.
I am not especially vain or image conscious, my dh says he isn't bothered by it and tries to reassure me I am not disfigured but I find it so difficult to come to terms with the fact that I will never again look in a mirror and admire my body.
Does anyone else feel like this?