Me walking over to fridge, sees my BF looking at me with weird expression:"What?"

BF:"I'm just sitting here thinking 'damn, I picked that."

Me:"What do you mean?"

BF:imitating my walking "Like this, stomach out, boobs down to here...ass sticking out like you're a baby with a full diaper."

Me: ...

BF:"At least the underwear holds your ass up."

I'm 2 months postpartum, and while I've lost all the baby weight, I know that 1. My boobs got ridiculously huge during pregnancy. 2. Breastfeeding has made them not perky anymore. I also know that my degenerating spinal condition probably makes my walk a little funky looking.

But all I could do was sit there in disbelief, tell him it was mean, and go back to eating my salad. I was confused because he'd been coming onto me not thirty seconds prior when he saw the underwear on me. I thought he was joking, or saying that he couldn't believe he "picked that" because of my attitude or messy hair or some other dumb shit.

I'm probably going to the store in the morning to buy some extra hoodies and pajama pants. I need to do laundry so I thought I was safe walking around in just underwear and a tank top, but I guess I was wrong. It's like me losing all of the baby weight plus a few pounds in 2 months time wasn't good enough for him.

I wish I could get a reduction or a lift. He doesn't realize though that if I have another kid, it'll undo the effects of a reduction or a lift. Yet he tells me how I could use a breast lift.

idk. I feel shitty about my body. I want to be intimate with him. I remember how much lust we had in the start of the relationship, how obsessed he was with my body and only bringing up the positives. I never put effort into taking good nudes until I met him, because he ate them up and worshipped my curves.

I'm not going to pretend that I have the perfect body, and yes couples should be honest with each other, but I feel like there's a line that a man shouldn't cross when talking to his girlfriend about her body's flaws. Especially when she's two months postpartum.

I'm crying now that I'm typing this all out. I feel like horse shit. I probably look like horse shit too. Literally the only things wrong with me are my breasts and my posture. There's not anything I can do for my posture with how bad my spine is, but hopefully one day I can get a lift or a reduction. I'm at 153 pounds (I weighed about 153-156 before I got pregnant) so I'm going to do my best not to go above 160. I don't want him to be able to use my weight against me too.