I Feel Bad About My Tummy

I feel bad about my tummy.

It can't be sucked in anymore. A weekend liquid diet would not flatten this tire.

I feel bad about my tummy.

My baby is 4 years old. He's no longer my excuse.

I feel bad about my tummy.

It can't hide under jeans or jackets.

I feel bad about my tummy.

I can't find my waist.

I feel bad about my tummy.

It's now a perfect hand warmer in the winter.

I feel bad about my tummy.

It's wrinkled and sags sad.

I feel bad about my tummy.

If I had hips my front flab could at least create an hour glass figure. Right?

I feel bad about my tummy.

It weighs they same as it did when it housed my son.

I feel bad about my tummy.

It feels bad about me.