I spent most of my childhood and teenage years cheerleading. One of my earliest cheers (when I was a Road Runner, on the third-grade cheerleading squad) was “Buckle Down.”
you can do it, you can do itif you put your mind to it
buckle down, buckle down,
do it, do it, do it! Continue reading “Buckle down”
Lots of new-mom bloggers seem to do one of these posts, regardless of the scope of their blog. Given the fact that I spend a lot of time here on my own blog talking about fitness, body image, my past disordered eating recovery … it seems only appropriate to do a quick post about my post-baby mind and body after delivery.
Ben was two weeks yesterday and I got the green light to drive, so I figured this was a good time to share where I’m at, mentally and physically.
All in all, I feel pretty darn good. Continue reading “Post-Baby, Mind & Body”
Maybe we are FINALLY turning a page with respect to post-partum body image.
When Kate Middleton stepped out of the hospital — not even 24-hours post-partum — she stood there, cupping her still-swollen belly looking absolutely radiant … and moms around the world cheered. Here she was, looking like we all do after delivering a baby: exhausted, puffy, and still looking 6-mths pregnant. Continue reading “A Turning Point?”
How refreshing to see this pic of Pink — known for her kick-ass persona and rock-hard abs — walking on the beach with her husband and five-day-old baby, Willow. This story (and pic) made my day.
I’m so sick and tired of seeing celebs looking perfect and taut post-partum. THAT IS NOT REALITY! Continue reading “Post-Partum Bellies DO Look Like Preggo Bellies!!”
Well, it was bound to happen at some point … the dreaded return of Aunt Flow.
Exactly one month post-partum I had some bleeding, which I was baffled by because, hello I was breastfeeding! What I learned from my OB (after calling frantically) is that in the same way breastfeeding is not a form of birth control, nor is it a guaranteed period-stopper … GR.
The bleeding ended after a day or two and, as it turns out, was just post-C-section bleeding and not my period. So I thought perhaps I was in the clear …In the clear, that is, until today. When I saw red. Continue reading “Seeing Red”
I might not have my pre-pregnancy body back, but every time I look in the mirror and see my belly –with its long squiggly black line (linea negra) and the incision scar across my bikini line, I can’t help but marvel that Maya is here now … and that I made it happen. It’s the most incredible feeling on earth.
Given my history, you’d think it would be frustrating at me to not be where I want to be by now, seven weeks post-partum. But for once in my life, I’m experiencing patience. And I think it’s that patience which is allowing me to embrace my new figure — which, oddly (or not?) is closer to my pre-WW figure/size/weight than anything else.
So, to remind myself of how empowered I’m feeling at the moment, I’d document it with a photo of my belly — scar, linea negra, fleshy hips and all.
This is me, at this moment. And Maya is worth every ounce. (Pic after the jump).
So you probably guessed a post like this was coming. I mean, I experienced pregnancy from a recovering disordered eater perspective and I think all in all, I did a great job gaining what I needed to gain for Maya’s growth and development… but it’d be kind of nutty for me NOT to mention how I’m feeling from a body image perspective.
And the funny truth is … I have never felt better! OK, a little lie … I felt amazing at my goal weight … but this is a whole new kind of incredible. My body made a baby! Grew a baby! Birthed a baby! I’m still kind of blown away every time I look at Maya and look into her deep blue eyes, wondering what she’s thinking (if anything). Continue reading “Post-Partum Weight Check-In”
