Chub Cycle

I don’t know what the deal is, but I’m in a chub cycle. I think it’s because (at least partly) that people keep telling me how great I look after I had my baby (poor me, I know), which then makes me feel pressure to actually look great which in turn makes me feel like eating. Yes, yes, I can wear my pre-pregnancy awesome jeans, and I do look pretty good, but I know that I still have about five pounds to lose, and, more importantly, I just feel squishy. Doughy, if you will. And I don’t want to be that person anymore. I don’t mean I don’t wan to be the doughy person. I don’t want to be the person who bitches about her body. Because I know that stuff rubs off on little girls, and I would hate myself if I caused Romy to have some sort of body complex due to my insecurities. So what I want to know is, how does a woman living in today’s society (and growing up in a world where she felt fat) not pass that crap on to her daughter?