I was so insecure that my love life with my husband suffered – which would probably explain why we stopped at only one child, despite the fact that we really wanted a playmate for Felise. I was embarrassed about my body but never told anyone, preferring to be seen as a critical and frigid friend-wife-mother rather than admit to my own fears.
That changed one Sunday when my husband and I brought Felise to her usual swim lessons, and her swim teacher decided to talk to us about her behaviour. He told us that Felise has been quite naughty, refusing to swim properly, making fun of the other kids and their mothers by calling them fat, and even at one point, crying that she was scared of swimming because “Mummy is never around”.
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