I’m Not in a Hurry to Shed the Baby Weight, Thanks for Asking!

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Curvy. Tall. Voluptuous. Amazon-like. Not exactly petite. Baby rhino vibes. In the eleven months since my little one burst into my life, these are just a few ways I’ve described my body. Yes, I’m on the taller side, but I’ll admit my belly — proudly adorned with stretch marks — is just one cupcake away from doing the Truffle Shuffle. It resembles a saggy backside, so I’ve affectionately dubbed it the “front butt” or “Frutt.” And let’s not even get started on the extra chin situation. My breasts are large and oddly mismatched, as my baby seems to prefer nursing from the right side. To top it off, my pants are constantly sliding down, thanks to my Frutt pushing them down.

And you know what? I’m totally fine with it.

What puzzles me, however, is why others feel the need to comment. Ever since I started showing at three months (yes, three months!), I’ve been bombarded with unsolicited remarks about my weight.

• “Wow, you’re really growing!”
• “Oh, I bet you’re having twins!”
• “Good luck losing that baby weight!”
• “That baby is going to be massive!”

Okay, I admit, the last one was true—my son weighed in at a hefty 10 pounds, 8 ounces—but people didn’t know that, so why the commentary? During my doctor’s visits, I teetered on the edge of a hormonal rage while a petite nurse would glance meaningfully between me and the scale, then ask, “Do you want to take your boots off?” No, I don’t want to take my freakin’ boots off!

After giving birth, I hoped the fat-shaming would disappear, but nope! I did lose the pregnancy weight, but the extra pounds I gained before quitting smoking two years ago decided to settle in a way I never anticipated.

For the most part, I’m okay with this. I brought a beautiful, healthy baby into the world. Would I love to look a little better? Sure. But it’s not my main focus right now.

At a recent check-up, my doctor bluntly asked if I was aware that I was overweight. Oh really? I had no clue! It’s not like I avoid mirrors or clothes shopping! Thanks for the newsflash, doc.

Maybe my attitude is all wrong, and I’m not claiming to be overflowing with confidence. I still find myself rummaging through my closet each week, trying to find something to hide my Frutt. I occasionally squeeze into my maternity jeans and delete photos from my husband’s phone that showcase my multiple chins.

Some women are fortunate enough to have the weight melt off shortly after giving birth. I’m not one of them. Despite eating healthy meals for my little one, the weight seems to stick around. Some ladies work incredibly hard to shed the pounds, and I admire them for it. Meanwhile, I can barely juggle work, playtime, and household chores before collapsing on the couch, still wearing my makeup.

What I do have is a loving husband who embraces me, flaws and all, and a wonderful son who fills my heart with joy. One day, I might say goodbye to those extra chins and the Frutt, and I’ll probably stash away my maternity jeans. But for now? You’ll find me enjoying every moment with my family.

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Summary: Embracing my post-baby body has been a journey filled with unsolicited comments and self-discovery. While I may not fit society’s beauty standards right now, I prioritize enjoying life with my family over fitting into old jeans.