No matter how often Lu Zihao assured Long Jinjing that he loved her current figure, she still couldn't stop her insecurities. She knew in her mind that her current way of thinking was unhealthy, but she couldn't help herself from feeling this way.
The good thing was that she recognized that she had a problem and was willing to solve it by seeing her therapist on a regular basis. Thanks to this, she didn't spiral downwards into suffering a full-blown post-partum depression.
Letting go of her current insecurities was a daily struggle. It was a long battle, but with the support of her husband, family, and friends, she noticed that she was gradually getting better.
Not yet 100% better, but at least getting there.
Seeing that she hadn't replied yet, Lu Zihao released a heavy sigh. He leaned down and kissed her forehead. "Just tell me whenever you're ready. Or we can wait until these two rascals can walk, so they can march on the aisle on their own. What do you think, hm?"
