It’s surprisingly difficult to draw an owl sucking in his stomach without just making look like a thinner owl.
Sorry, this in not my strongest, most body-positive self; I’m trying to keep hold of her, but she comes and goes, and right now I’m tired and stressed and my neck is working its way towards full-on spasming, and it’s harder to embrace the curvy chubby zaftig girl that is me today. Maybe tomorrow.
I HATE standing on the scale at the doctor’s office. Ugh.