Take Solomon’s latest post for example, which shows her at a swimming pool with her four-month-old son, Rex.

Beaming happily, Solomon perches on the edge of the pool, holding her son on her knee and looking relaxed and casual. In her bikini, Solomon’s stomach is visible and, like pretty much every human on this earth, her stomach folds as she crouches. Because that’s the great thing about skin: it’s there to stretch, move, twist and bend with us, keeping our organs safe. It isn’t intended to lie flat like wallpaper.

Solomon’s caption chats about her day, humorously recalling her panic when dunking Rex for the first time but assuring her followers that he loved it.

One thing she doesn’t mention? Her body. There’s no rallying feminist war cry on the beauty industry, no before and after photoshop comparison, no mention of why she wore that bikini. This is just Solomon being herself and, if more people followed her lead, we could possibly get to a place where women can stop fixating on their bodies.

The comments flood in thick and fast, with many taking on the same theme: how brave she is to be showing off her postpartum body.

Stop saying Stacey Solomon is flaunting her “postpartum body”: it’s just her body