This competition is now closed – winners will be notified shortly. Thanks for entering
I found a picture of myself the other day. I mean, like a real, hold in your hand, probably had to wait two days for it to get processed, accidentally spill water on it and it’s ruined, genuine printed on paper, photograph. It was of me, in a bikini taken down at the beach. I would have been no older than 18. I looked so carefree. I was pretty, wrinkle free and well, young. And yet, I distinctly remember at the time that I couldn’t have disliked my body more. I was obsessed with exercise, eating little and socially awkward due to my perceived “fat” body.
Fast forward 20 years and it’s the old adage, if only I knew then what I know now. I should have embraced my genetic luck because after three babies, my luck kind of ran out.
At almost 37 years of age and three babies, my body has been stretched, torn (don’t dwell on why) managed to grow some AMAZING boobs, (only to have them cruelly snatched away), developed an unreasonably large backside, shrunk and generally changed shape more times than I care to remember.
I struggle to talk about what I love about my body. How does one write something like that without sounding totally into themselves? I’ve never actually sat down to positively acknowledge any part of my body before. I mean, I know the bits I’m not particularly fond of. The mole on my chin that seems to grow a single, solitary gigantic black hair at an alarming rate, yeah that rates high on my list of ‘don’t like so much’. I once would have told you my belly button was a bit of a fave, but since it’s been inside out three times, it looks more like an upside down smiley face and is now rather unattractive.
So what then, do I love about my body? Well, I love that my body has afforded me the luxury to not only carry, but birth three children. That it has remained healthy thus far. Oh, and if I can be totally self- indulgent for a moment, I like my nose. I think it’s the one part of me that doesn’t quite fit right, yet it distinguishes me.
If I’m honest, I like my body a lot more than I did all those years ago, when I was a young, pretty girl on the beach in a bikini. At 37, I’m much older, have many more wrinkles, lumps, bumps and I’ll be honest, pretty creepy feet, yet I’m so much happier than I was way back then. Because I’ve attained the one thing I couldn’t at the time – self- esteem.
For the body like mine, that changes shape and sometimes needs a little, er help I’m pretty grateful when I hear about jeans that are made to fit the body that lives as much as mine. The new Speciality Denim range from Jeanswest.has every angle covered with the Buttlifter,the Curve Embracer, a range of maternity jeans, men’s long and extra long jeans, short and petite jeans, tummy trimmer jeans and women’s long and extra long jeans.
Tall, short, pregnant, post baby, big or small, they have the perfect jean design for you. Designed to give you confidence. Check out the details on the Jeanswest site here.
And the best news of all? Jeanswest are giving away 20 pairs of their Speciality Denim range.
Just tell us what you love about your body. The 20 comments with the most thumbs up will win a pair of jeans of their choice.
You have to be a Mamamia Member to win (you can sign up here if you haven’t already). The winners will be contacted after the competition closes on Thursday 26 April at 5pm AEST.
This competition is now closed.

Jeanswest
So what do you love about your body and why?
This post is sponsored by Jeanswest. Comments on this post are just for this post. If you want to talk about the IDEA of sponsored posts or the choice of advertisers please click here. We will be reading all those comments too for feedback.







Comments
145 Comments so far
My butt and long legs. My chesticles are fairly non existent , so they’ve made up for it.
I also love my liver. It survived much abuse when I was younger (age not specified) and is still going strong now that I’m sensible and kind to it.
loading...
My Belly! Even though it is saggy, full of stretch marks and it wobbles. It is where I carried my baby Girl!
loading...
My boobs! After suffering from anorexia, losing weight, getting at a healthy weight, and years of wanting a breast reduction, I finally love my once most hated body part! I have grown to love my slightly saggy big boobies and show em off!!!
And can I just say, you are bangin in that photo!!
loading...
I’d been unwell for 12 years, during which time I underwent many treatments and surgeries. I detested every part of my body and felt like it had let me down.
That was until I underwent a non-elective hysterectomy six months ago. I subsequently developed an infection that required further major surgery immediately, and an extensive recovery period. I have never been so ill in my life, and my husband and two little boys were my champions.
My health continues to improve exponentially, and I feel so fortunate to have been given an experience that has changed my attitude towards my body. I am lucky to be here, and I genuinely love all of my body and enjoy the fact that I can now model this attitude for my boys.
I should have realised all along – they think I’m a supermodel – let’s not confuse them!
LOVE. IT. ALL.
loading...
Pretty happy with my body..except for the extra kilos that i have put on over the last 10 yrs…so i decided to get back to a fitter healthier me! A little less eating and a little more moving and those 10 kilos are off..new jeans will look better than ever on me!
loading...
I like that I’ve lost 10 kg since finishing chemo and none of my pants fit and although its annoying to be uneven I have grown to like my scar from mastectomy that says I am a survivor
loading...
As a Registered Nurse who is faced with seeing the passing of men and women of all ages due to cancer, often leaving young children behind makes me happy and grateful for my healthy and disease free body. My breasts may not be as perky post breast feeding, my 38 year old bottom not as firm but at least I am alive to care for and love my family and that is what really counts.
loading...
I like my strong legs and arms. Tummy is a bit flabby and wobbly, but I did squeeze a 4.2kg baby in there a few years ago, aged 40, so I can’t expect it to snap back, and it was totally worth it. I love that my body blessed me with a child at that age and I was able to feed her and nourish her with my body. Don’t really give a bugger that that left me with a saggy tum. (Although i do like to hide it clothes when I can!)
loading...
Just wanted to say that I won a prize on MammaMia a couple of weeks ago (the I don’t know how she does it one), and it never arrived…
loading...
Going to look into that right away. Now in fact xx
loading...
thanks so much
loading...
Actually, me too.
loading...
After having three babies in three years, the first of whom was stillborn five days past her due date, I am finally finding some peace with my body. I have a two and a half year old who breastfed until he was 15 months old and an eight month old who is still feeding around the clock now, but in the last two months, I’ve embarked on a huge healthy lifestyle change and have already carved more than 7cm off my waist. Babies, breastfeeding and my overwhelming grief had all helped me stack on the kilos over the years, but slowly and surely, they are coming off again. So yeah, right now I’m pretty proud of my shrinking waist. Oh, and I think I have pretty nice eyelashes, to be totally in to myself!
loading...
can i just say how truly inspiring it is reading these comments.
after reading this post earlier i had to click away because i felt to overwhelmed trying to name something i love about my body. i have been putting on weight for the last 2 years and have been having major struggles. i got married 4 months ago and it kills me trying to hide my body from my husband. i feel so deeply insecure.
but reading these comments from such a diverse group of women celebrating their bodies for all its glorious quirks there are literally tears in my eyes. i am going to start valuing my body and taking care of it. and i hope i can come to appreciate it likeso many of you beautiful women.
thankyou.
loading...
I love the fact that my body continues to amaze me and I am more in awe of it today than I was yesterday! If I had to pick one body part it would be my thighs – normally the one thing I hide the most, but after having recently lost 8kg, I am happy to flaunt them! No more chicken legs or thunder thighs, I now have legs looking longer and leaner than ever
loading...
I don’t have a “fashion” body, clothes never look fabulous on me, and like most women I’d like to drop a few kilos… but occasionally I’ll be doing the nudie run to the shower, and I’ll catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and think “DAMN, I look hot”. I have boobs, a booty, and a waist. Although I’m short, my legs are athletic and muscular (thanks, heels!), and although I’m not stick thin, I definitely go in and out at the right places. I’m comfortable in my skin, and have even learnt to like my pot belly.
Like most, I’ve had moments of insecurity regarding my body. But there, alone, in front of the mirror I usually think “the old gal ain’t so bad after all”.
loading...
I love that my body delivered me three beautiful babies in 5 years and that I’ll now never wear maternity jeans again! I’m done! Done, done and done! So I’d love to win the Jeanswest Curve Embracer or the Tummy Trimmer jeans. I need some help taming my three month post baby belly and these could be the ticket. Please???
loading...
Whoops that’s me.
loading...
I love my body for showing me it CAN do thinks I didn’t think it could. Just last night, I went to a boxing fitness class for the first time ever, and while I’m sore today, I got through it!
I love as well that my body is so good at telling me when it’s had enough of something or needs something else…I just need to listen to it more.
I love that it turns my husband on, but most of all I love that I love my body enough for it to do that. Cos if I don’t love it, who will?
loading...
I love that it still turns my boyfriend on after over 7 years together and that it lets him be wrapped around my little finger
loading...
I love the fact that, despite my breasts being so big at the moment they could take out someones eye if I turn around too quickly (I’m pregnant), they provide me with excellent buoyancy during aqua aerobics
loading...
I remember when I was 17/18
loading...
I love my body for its mere presence! As a mum of four, it is an everyday reward to answer the many calls of “MUM” and feel how important I am in so many little lives. It’s a privilege not everyone gets to experience.
loading...
What do I love about my body? At the moment, I love my breast feeding boobs!! They’re enormous, we’ve been going strong for 7 months with no sign of slowing down. I also love my c-section scar, this one is a lot neater than the first one so it’s a beautiful reminder of both my girls xx
loading...
I love my skin. It gets bigger, it gets smaller, but is is always smooth and soft and I am completely wrapped up in it!
loading...
I love my legs. I was with someone early last year and he was in a wheelchair. I have never taken my ability to walk for granted again. I can dance with my current partner, as we met through dancing, and many more things we take for granted every day.
I also love my breasts as they have always been the perfect size and shape.
loading...
What do I love about my body? Well, at the moment it is growing a baby which is quite miraculous, but specifically I love that my legs have grown bigger & stronger to cope with the larger belly load which is saving my back from pain, but also means that I can’t wear any of my normal pants.
loading...
I love being tall.My height really compliments my shape and shows it off well. Even as I age, my height is of benefit for distracting people from the bits that are starting to sag and wobble a bit!
loading...
I love my skin. My mum has beautiful skin and has passed that onto me. I feel very blessed that I have good clear, glowy skin. Fake tan also helps too
I see poor girls with awful lumpy, painful looking faces and I really do feel for them, as I realise how much a clear face is inextricably linked to people’s self confidence.
loading...
I love my growing belly! I am 29 weeks preggers and desperately need some maternity jeans so this comp is very timely. I have never weighed as much as I do now and I have also never been this happy! It has taken 41 yrs but there you go!
loading...
I have always been more bookish than sporty.
I love that after years and years of feeling frumpy and not really loving my body that I finally decided to become proactive about not only changing it but changing my attitude as well.
I started a small regular group exercise program with a few close friends. In the 2 months so far I haven’t lost a significant amount however I am now able to 3 kms without feeling puffed, can hold a plank for 1 minute and have noticed my stomach and legs gradually becoming more toned.
So what I love about my body is that while its not proportionally perfect, it is the reason for my rising self esteem and a significant life motivator. I now truly feel that putting in the hard yards gets you the end result!
loading...
Bern, your story really resonated with me… it is so similar to my own. I never loved my body when I was young and svelte. My whole life has been a struggle with super-low self-esteem, bordering on self-loathing. Thankfully, finally, at the age of 43, I can honestly say that I’m comfortable in my skin.
I love my shoulders and collarbones when I’m slightly tanned in a strappy summer top or dress. I love my bum in a well-fitting pair of jeans, particularly when worn with high heeled boots to make my legs appear longer. I love my blonde hair… having tried every other shade, blonde is right for me. There are lots of other bits I love, but the real secret is this…
I’ve had 43 years to learn what suits me, how to accentuate my good bits and disguise my bad bits. I’ve had 43 years to get over the extreme embarrassment of a compliment. I’ve had 43 years of walking and running and dancing and laughing and having sex and giving birth and my body has made it possible – that’s something to love!
loading...
I love my spleenectomy scar that runs diagonally across my belly. it reminds me how I beat a serious auto immune disease. I also love my facial wrinkles. At 42 it is a real honour to grow older when so many people die in their youth, 20s/30s
loading...
i love my WHOLE body
of course it hasn’t always been that way, quite the opposite actually, but after 35 years of loathing, i decided to give myself a break. because of that love there is now 25kg less of me too, who knew emotional baggage weighed that much? we are who we are for a reason, our bodies are a big part of that.
loading...
I love that even though 3 kids has taken its toll on my body (an added 2 dress sizes, saggy boobs, love handles), my husband still wants to see it.
loading...
I’m going for this one! I love that my body has strong legs so I can kick the @rses of those cheeky teenagers at Tae Kwon Do. I love my soft arms that can hold my husband close. I love that my body has taken cancer, thyroid disease and 2 children and come back stronger and better.
I love that my body holds my soul.
loading...
I love my scar from both my c-sections… it reminds me everyday that i am a mum & i’d do whatever i have to for my kids
loading...
I have body issues like most people but recently I have come to realise that I can basically throw on pretty much anything in my wardrobe and feel reasonably comfortable, and for me that is priceless. I have worked hard in the past few years to live healthily in order to obtain the body shape that makes me feel ok about myself, because for a long time I didn’t feel ok.
I have never been able to find a good pair of jeans that fit properly though and as a teenager had to wear boys jeans! I still don’t own a proper pair – I’m currently sporting a cheap stretchy pair that (I think) hug all the right places of my body (thank you Kmart).
I always see beautiful jeans in catalogues that I’d love to wear but don’t bother going to try them for fear of rejection from said jeans!
loading...
love the tops of my ample thighs – for they are reminders that I have never really known hunger.
loading...
- I love that after many years of sticking out ribs and hips, you can’t see my bones.
- I love that both my legs work, and can carry me the 2km to the train station each day.
- I love that my arms are stronger now, and when my (6’5) brother was in a motorbike accident I was able to lift him to get him into the hospital.
- I love that my hands are small, and fit inside my husband’s.
- I love that my eyes can see to spend hours drawing and painting.
- I love that my ears can hear the music my husband writes.
Most of all, I love that my body allows me to be here. To work, to live, to help, to love. It’s an amazing thing.
loading...
I love that even after 2 children I can stil fit in size 8-10 clothing.
loading...
I love my face – not because I think it’s beautiful or anything like that. It’s because it’s a friendly face and it seems to make people happy looking at it. It also seems to hide my sad times – no one ever guesses that I’m feeling down. I do like having it.
I’m also happy I have a healthy body.
loading...
I LOVE that after being obese all my life I am now 32kg in 4 months lighter.
I LOVE that I am fitter, healthier and happier than I have ever been.
I do NOT LOVE the fact that I have no clothes that fit me. Gee Wizz some new jeans would help.
loading...
congratulations lmac81! good on you! please tell me what did u do to loose it all? i need some tips!
loading...
I love that my belly is JUST starting to grow at 14 weeks with my 3rd baby, although I am wishing it will stay in just a bit longer… I have and AMAZING dress to wear to a function in 2 1/2 weeks and I’ll be shattered if it won’t fit!! After that, GROW, BABY, GROW!
loading...
My body is currently undertaking the task of providing warmth and shelter for my partner & I’s first child. I never had an overly positive view of my body, but since falling pregnant my body image & self esteem has completely changed for the better! The only issue now is, a lot of my favourite clothes don’t fit me, including my well loved Jeans West jeans! I love the look and style of Jeans West’s maternity range and if they’re anything like my other JW pairs, I know they’ll be comfortable and last for ages!
loading...
Growing up I was all elbows and knees – I was a skinny little kid. Then puberty hit and it had a lot to answer for! Suddenly I had boobs – and not just a hint of a bosom. No; overnight I had womanly boobs! Then the butt caught up with the program and began to grow and curve and do other wonderful things. I suddenly had hips and a waist! Unfortunately my thighs wanted in on the action and grew and curved as well. But now in my 20s I have grown to love my curves – they are a part of a body I have grown to love despite its bumps and lumps.
The only problem is sometimes jeans don’t love my curves the way I do. Skinny jeans just emphasis the fact that I am not. But with a pair of jeans called the Curve Embracer, I might just be able to find an outfit that loves my body the way it should.
loading...
I love that it’s mine – it’s not perfect, far from it! It’s carrying a bit more weight than it should be but it’s given me my family and I wouldn’t trade my ‘pre kids’ body back for them
it’s my body and no one elses!!
loading...
My body has been through so much and for a long time after illness ivf and misscarriage it just didn’t seem to work and I didn’t like it very much. After the long awaited birth of my daughter my body taught me that all it needed was balance and the time to heal itself and be itself. The greatest gift was when my body enabled me to feed and nurture my daughter, everyday she is a reminder of how my body really is a temple.
loading...
I’ve come to love my various scars. From stitches scars courtesy of various childhood accidents to the large scar and indent on my right boob from two lumpectomies and a post op abscess.
The later I couldn’t bare to look at and even contemplated corrective surgery but I’ve come to realise that my body and I have been through a lot together and the scars remind me that we’re made of strong stuff.
Oh.. and I kind of really like that I still have a waist at 45yrs. It’s a far bit broader than it was in my 20′s but it’s still a waist
loading...
I love my long legs. And also the fact I’m an identical twin- I love that most. Even though it’s not technically “my body” I just think it’s amazing that we both share the same DNA, that we are so much the same. And that I can look at her and see all the things I like about me!
(sorry that sounded so up myself reading back!)
loading...
I love my ‘out of proportion’ butt (and my boyfriend does too)!
After growing up as an awkward “shapeless” teen my butt has now grown into a “white girl booty”, some days I think my waist-to-butt ratio is starting to get close to Kardashian proportions!
loading...
I love that there’s 185cm of it. I didn’t love that part of it when I was a teenager, and would walk hunched over.
but also bigger bits to put on display with pride!!
But now, I couldn’t stand any taller if I tried.
Greater body space means there’s more place for my flaws to hide
My boobs rate a mention too since they’re still feeding offspring, along with my monster hips to help hold them!
loading...
My story is a bit silly, really.
In December last year, my life as I knew it fell apart. I lost my job, crashed my car, had a break up, several family members fell ill – the list goes on. Things I used to be able to handle came down on me like sledgehammers.
I was diagnosed with severe depression and was highly suicidal.
During a short time I lost a dramatic amount of weight – 18 kilos.
When it was time to go back to uni, everybody I ran into was telling me how fabulous I looked, but everytime I heard it or looked in the mirror or caught my reflection in the window I hated my body. I dispised it for being a reminder of the horror I felt. For showing some physical symptom of my mental frailty.
I started going to the gym very frequently, seeking the temporary high of endorphins. I was very unfit and could only run 1.5mins before I had to stop. Over time I began to push myself. Everyday I would manage to run a little bit longer and my body started to not only impress me, but amaze me. I stopped critiquing myself in the mirror and became an ally with my body.
I started having something else to think about and something to finally be proud of. I didn’t care about the compliments anymore or that my clothes didn’t fit me.
I now run for 20minutes a day on top of riding and weights and have lost another 7 kilos.
I respect my body so much for what it can do. I am in awe of its ability to just keep going.
But most of all, I love my body for empowering me and supporting me when my mind couldn’t.
loading...
hayleyjane90, I can’t like this enough. I’ve been in the same place and know how brilliant it is to reach the other side. xx
loading...
I love my strong arms, developed by working on a farm for two years and carrying my beautiful boy around.
I love the small lines I’m developing around my eyes, that show how much I’ve smiled and lived.
I love my strong legs that have carried me on many a therapeutic walk through the forest, suburbs, beach and countryside.
I love my hair even with it’s first few greys poking through. It somehow always manages to stay pretty glossy and strong, despite the regular dye jobs.
And last, but not least, I love my breasts. They fed my boy when he was a baby and they kick arse in a good bra and a low-cut top. A hint of cleavage now and then has served me well over the years
loading...