I can´t even begin to tell you how many times I wrote and deleted this blog post. Or how long it took me to even write the first paragraph.
The reason? This picture.
I wanted to write about my dance class, about Tribal Fusion (the limited knowledge I have of it at least), about happy things.
But whenever I looked at the picture above, all I could see was my belly.
And it isn´t just a bad angle. This is how my belly looks right now, and my kids are not to blame.
I was very lucky in both pregnancies, I didn´t get any stretch marks nor Diastasis Recti, and a few months ago my stomach area, though not a six pack, was a lot less flabby.