the difference a bump makes
the skirt is so stretchy & fabulous. and I'm so glad I have this flowy oversized shirt. perfect for both stages :)
The whole pregnancy and post-pregnancy body stuff is crazy.
You spend 9 months seeing your body grow & change exponentially and try to come to terms with the fact that there's a good reason why you will probably never fit in jeans again.
And then you get to a point where you accept that your body is doing something pretty crazy even if you gain a billion pounds and then you have your baby...
and all those insecurities about how you don't even recognize your body anymore come flooding back.
I go back and forth between being in awe of my body and what it accomplished
and how much I hate that all my clothes don't quite fit me right anymore and my pooch is setting up permanent camp on my abdomen [with some help of some Oreos].
The frustrations that I had after I had Elijah have made themselves known again.
But I'm trying hard to not go to that dark, unhealthy place again.
And embrace the pooch.
I never thought I'd miss my bump and the reason why it was okay to eat junk without judgement.
Or not have to be self-conscious about hiding bellies & curves.
Bodies are crazy.
They are miraculous and beautiful and frustrating and take up too much time in my thoughts.
They are capable of the impossible and never get enough credit.
So I'm trying to be more grateful for mine.
20+ extra post-partum pounds and all.
And also maybe start running...
life lately...
this girl...
we are obsessed!!
which is a good thing since she doesn't let us {or really just me} get a lot of sleep.
bed by 1am, eat at 3am & 5am & 7am, up at 10am for the day and no naps unless she's constantly held & nursed every 30 minutes to an hour.
yep.
good thing she's super crazy cute and happy and precious.
or I might've returned her by now ;)
Elijah is a great big brother and wants to help any way he can.
he's bounced her to sleep a couple of times and he was pretty dang proud of himself.
he loves her a little too hard but he loves her all the same.
school & studying has taken over Adam's life per usual.
he studies in his office nook until 10 most nights and then we watch Friday Night Lights.
and then I stay up with the baby for a few more hours while he swiftly passes out.
we desperately need a date.
mastitis has reared its ugly head again this weekend and I want to kill all things.
really it's more annoying than anything that I can't do anything and my body wants to die.
the things we do for our kids right??
and that pretty much brings you up to speed on why I'm lazy at blogging. :)
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