I’d been thinking about doing this anyways, but this post on Jezebel discussing society’s obsession with women’s stomachs along with the links to The Belly Project and The Shape of a Mother convinced me. I posted tons of pictures of my bump during my pregnancy, why shouldn’t you know what happens (dum dum dum) AFTER. I could write pages and pages about how I feel about my new stomach and how depressed I am after shopping for jeans yesterday and how I detest the phrase “battle scars” and how even though I love my baby I sort of feel like he ruined my body, not that it was all that spectacular before but at least it wasn’t covered in stretchmarks…but that would get really long and boring and be full of self-pity. So I’ll shut up and just post.