Skinny Genes

How dare you look at me like that 

I've had a child, that's why I'm fat 

And you there with your skinny genes 

Can't  understand just what that means 

My body changed to keep him safe 

For nine months in a cushioned place 

And yes, I was already plump 

Then ate too much to feed my bump 

But now I have a lovely child 

That I laboured to bring to this world 

And my body struggles to recover 

It's a full on job to be a mother 

No energy to exercise 

Or resist easy food with tired eyes 

And even when I hit the gym 

I don't seem to be getting thin 

My tummy changed, it's gone all baggy 

My arms they flap, my boobs are saggy 

I'll admit I've sometimes wept 

But it's  different now, I must accept 

And this price that my poor body paid  

Is worth every inch for what it's made 

I'd happily do it all again 

Despite body toll and labour pain 

So how dare you think to point and sneer 

When you don't know what's gone on in here