I don’t want to write this post. That’s the truth.
I made a pact with myself at the beginning of 2013 to try my best to live by the adage “promote what you love don’t bash what you hate”. And I’ve done that. Mostly. But on the weekend I clicked on an image that irritated me. An image that left me feeling weary and sad. This is it:
I clicked on a photo of Norwegian Caroline Berg Eriksen – a fitness blogger/footballer’s wife. And when I clicked, I found myself awkwardly staring at a photo of a woman in pretty black and raspberry lingerie. A woman with watermelon boobs and long glossy hair and a thigh gap reminiscent of when my daughter sticks matchsticks in a lump of play-doh. Oh flat abs.
You see really the photo was all about Caroline’s stomach. That’s because four days ago Caroline had a baby – a beautiful little girl called Nelia. But believe me when I tell you, Caroline’s daughter is the last thing everyone – including Caroline – is talking about.
News Limited reports:
Norwegian Caroline Berg Eriksen gave birth to daughter Nelia on Monday and posted a selfie on Instagram dressed in nothing but underwear with the caption “I feel so empty, and still not … 4 days after birth.”The fitness blogger – who is married to Norwegian Premier League player Lars-Kristian Eriksen and blogs under the name Fotballfrue meaning “footballer’s wife” – has since been slammed in her native media who have accused her of placing unfair pressure on new mothers to lose weight immediately after birth.
Eriksen hit back on Facebook, saying: “I let out the picture because I’m proud of myself and my body for something as tough as a pregnancy/birth, and I think all mothers, regardless of the body shall be.”
You know what? I’m just tired of all of this. And I’m beginning to feel like women posting post-labour photos of themselves is the equivalent of men flopping out their johnsons to see whose is the biggest.
Can pregnancy be tough? Yes (though some women breeze through). And yes women should be proud of themselves for getting through it. No issue there.
And it goes without saying that Erikson has the right to be pleased/proud/ maybe even relieved that she looks that slim and fit just FOUR DAYS after giving birth. I would be too, if I was going to be honest.
In fact if I looked like Eriksen I would also possibly refuse to put on clothes ever again and I would be struttin’ around the house in my size 0 knickers and my maternity bra all day listening to Diana Ross’s “I’m coming out”.
I SO would.
So credit where credit is due: Caroline looks amazing and as a fitness blogger I’m going to assume that she worked hard and was disciplined through her pregnancy. Unlike me. I became pregnant and pulled up a chair to the fridge.
So go girl. Good for you. Well done etcetera etcetera etcetera .
But here’s where I have a problem.
Where’s Nelia in this conversation?
Who? THE BABY. Remember her? THE BABY that was until last Monday a tenant in Caroline’s stomach.