Why is it that no matter if you are tall, short, fat, thin, black, white, athletic or strong, we all go through some level of self loathing at some point in our lives. Some of us never escape it. Before I had babies I have to say I was quite a body confident person. I was a little heavier than what was healthy to be but aesthetically I didn't mind that. I was curvaceous and so looked good in the 50s style clothes that I like to wear. During pregnancy I ballooned but forgave myself for it because the human body is a magical thing! I breastfed and after a lifestyle change of healthier eating, the baby weight has gone, and some.  Now heading towards my mid-thirties I weigh what I did as a teen; but the reflection in the mirror doesn't quite look the same. I think it's that thing of, if you're born with straight hair, you want curly hair or if you have blue eyes you want brown eyes. When people talk about having babies you often hear them complain about stretch marks, and w...