Actress Nell Hudson HD Photos and Wallpapers December 2025

I want to discuss the pervasiveness of the thinness bullshit as it relates to pregnancy and having a child. So. Image 1 versus Image 2. When I entered treatment for an eating disorder a long time ago I said to a therapist (only half joking) “I feel like if I had a baby I’d be fine” and she joked back, quite rightly, “yes that’s why we prescribe for all our clients to have babies”. HOWEVER. I was onto a thing… I’ve heard lots of women talk about falling in love with their body when pregnant because they felt so in awe of what it could do. For me, it didn’t happen when I was pregnant. At the time this picture was taken I thought it was a lovely image but I thought I looked too big. Out of proportion. Not beautiful. I would have chosen to post the second image because in a FUCKED UP way I felt I looked more “skinny pregnant”. What the fuck even is that!?? what is “too big” when pregnant?? I never thought of myself as a particularly impressionable person. Do you? Ask yourself: do I believe I look “better” thinner? Why? Sorry but this is the hill I will die on. (Not least because there is an actual economic curve worldwide that correlates FEMALE thinness with higher income.) We are force fed, like geese bred for foie gras, images of thinness as beauty. Even and including pregnant thinness. I’m very embarrassed to admit but until two months ago, despite knowing intellectually that thinner does not equal better, I would still see pictures of myself at my smallest and, though I knew it didn’t make me happy, I would think “fuck I did look better though.” Not anymore. I have never felt more confident, healed, beautiful, whole, amazing and actually just NOT FUSSED about how my body looks. It happened after I gave birth, not before. And it might be partly because I had a daughter and I look at her chubby little thighs and I think YES HOW PERFECT CHUBBY THIGHS!!! Yes, shmush my upper arm against my body look at the flesh! Instead of always sticking it out at an angle to look thinner. Yes my head looks too small for my body how endearing. Yes I grew a 9lb baby but my bum, whilst large, is still somehow completely flat 😂 Hooray. Hooray for my healthy beautiful body.

I want to discuss the pervasiveness of the thinness bullshit as it relates to pregnancy and having a child. So. Image 1 versus Image 2. When I entered treatment for an eating disorder a long time ago I said to a therapist (only half joking) “I feel like if I had a baby I’d be fine” and she joked back, quite rightly, “yes that’s why we prescribe for all our clients to have babies”. HOWEVER. I was onto a thing… I’ve heard lots of women talk about falling in love with their body when pregnant because they felt so in awe of what it could do. For me, it didn’t happen when I was pregnant. At the time this picture was taken I thought it was a lovely image but I thought I looked too big. Out of proportion. Not beautiful. I would have chosen to post the second image because in a FUCKED UP way I felt I looked more “skinny pregnant”. What the fuck even is that!?? what is “too big” when pregnant?? I never thought of myself as a particularly impressionable person. Do you? Ask yourself: do I believe I look “better” thinner? Why? Sorry but this is the hill I will die on. (Not least because there is an actual economic curve worldwide that correlates FEMALE thinness with higher income.) We are force fed, like geese bred for foie gras, images of thinness as beauty. Even and including pregnant thinness. I’m very embarrassed to admit but until two months ago, despite knowing intellectually that thinner does not equal better, I would still see pictures of myself at my smallest and, though I knew it didn’t make me happy, I would think “fuck I did look better though.” Not anymore. I have never felt more confident, healed, beautiful, whole, amazing and actually just NOT FUSSED about how my body looks. It happened after I gave birth, not before. And it might be partly because I had a daughter and I look at her chubby little thighs and I think YES HOW PERFECT CHUBBY THIGHS!!! Yes, shmush my upper arm against my body look at the flesh! Instead of always sticking it out at an angle to look thinner. Yes my head looks too small for my body how endearing. Yes I grew a 9lb baby but my bum, whilst large, is still somehow completely flat 😂 Hooray. Hooray for my healthy beautiful body.

Hardly post worthy content but just checking in because it’s a quiet clear Sunday in autumn and I’m feeling reflective. The baby is almost 4 months old. I love her so so so so (etc) much. She’s laughing ❤️ The days are repetitive, I walk and write as my non-negotiables. Some are better than others depending on sleep and weather. Maggie is a protective older sister and a fairly reliable source of entertainment for the baby, who often chuckles at the mere sight of her strange furry older sibling. She is also a f***ing nuisance because she will bark or wake us up at the worst times. But we still love her too. I miss things about my “old life”, but the new one is more profound. And horizons are slowly expanding again. I feel old but not in a bad way. ❤️