Sometimes I imagine a confrontation where someone comments on my body when I’m out and about. “I just had my third baby 5 months ago, dude! What’s your excuse?!” (Of course it’s always a dude 🤪). I hear our voices in my head before I even leave the house. But here’s the thing y’all. The confrontation never happens. The reality is that most people are so wrapped up in their own shit, they don’t even notice your body. 🤯 And EVEN IF THEY DO, they are not going to think about it ever again. (Except bc ur like super hot and you just got catalogued in the proverbial spank bank, but that’s something else 😏). Really think about it - do you notice everyone’s bodies when you’re walking around...or are you more concerned with your own life/body/inner monologue???? So wear the shorts. Take off the sweater. Find a crop top that works for you. And for the people who are noticing, instead of imaging which I’m gonna fight with, I choose to imagine instead who I might inspire to think, damn, she is comfortable in her skin. Cozy with who she is. I can be that, too. Reclaim the narrative around YOUR body and celebrate its glory...and just when you doubt its worthiness, which you most humanly will do at one time or another, show up with love and forgiveness and keep on keeping on ✨ . . . #bodypositivity #bodyneutrality #knowyourworth #nontoxic #cozy #lovemyself #reelsmom