I've had weight problems since I can remember. A year ago I was still worrying about that, but then I had a baby and started wondering. Why should I look like a cartoon character and have 'perfect' body dimensions. Every woman is special and attractive in her own way. Even me. I survived a struggle with myself and reached a point where I love myself and my body the way it is.
Big butt, small breasts, cellulite, stretch marks, scars and frecles. Everything I once hated and was ashamed of, but is today something that means so much to me. Looking at all those parts of my body reminds me of how much I achieved in life, even though I have those 'flaws'. I feel great in my body, and that's what matters!
