Forty-Seven

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"You're gonna kill this, Anna." Elizabeth nods with encouragement.

I shake my head. "I don't know, Liz. I feel so weird right now." I groan, tugging at the dress I have on. "I haven't done this in a while."

Today is my first photoshoot in over a year. Sure, it's not a Victoria Secret shoot, but I still feel criminally unprepared for this. I guess it's just gonna take my some time to get back into the groove of things. I'm shooting a campaign for a fashion brand today, and I'm thankful to be fully clothed for it. I get told I look amazing all the time after having my son, but I still don't feel fully confident in myself just yet.

Sure, I lost all my baby weight as soon as Juan and I separated, prior to that, I was still a bit chunkier than I was before having Santos. All the depression and stress after Juan left seemed to work like a charm in getting me back to my post-baby weight. I get told left and right that I look phenomenal considering I'm less than a year postpartum. As 'great' as I look, I still struggle to feel beautiful at times, as I'm sure anyone does, but being in the spotlight makes these moments of insecurity just a little bit tougher to handle.

"You look beautiful." Joel beams as he enters
my dressing room. My little brother offered to come along with Elizabeth and I to my shoot so he could watch Santos while I was shooting. Having my son on set made me feel calmer about the whole thing.

Juan and I have been separated for about six months now, and Joel has practically been glued to my side the entire time. He'll spend most nights chilling at my house, he'll even spend the night from time to time. He's definitely starting to compete with Elizabeth for the spot of my number one best friend.

"Thank you." I smile, ruffling his hair as he takes a seat at my vanity, Santos in his arm.

"Of course."

I lean down to kiss Santos on the forehead. "Alright, bebe, I'll be back soon." I look up at Joel. "Call me if anything."

"Got it. Go. Be awesome." he nods, playfully shoving me away with his free arm.

I laugh, rolling my eyes. "Alright, let's go Elizabeth. I'm ready to get this over with."

"Hey," she frowns. "Be positive! You look so fucking gorgeous."

"Okay, okay. Let's just go." I force a smile, nodding.

Yeah, I've got this.

***

"What did I tell you?" Elizabeth laughs over the phone a week later. "You look phenomenal!"

I bite back a smile as I look over the few sample pictures that have just been sent over to me by the editor of the shoot I did last week. "Thank you." I nod.

The pictures do look great, I'm happy with how they came out

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The pictures do look great, I'm happy with how they came out. I'm nervous to see what the public will have to say about me, but it doesn't matter. After that shoot, I've felt a lot better about myself physically.

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