11 weeks out from delivering our beautiful girl, I find I have been really down on my body. It doesn’t even look like it did before Cricket… not even at the same weight. Things don’t fit the same. I don’t feel the same. I look at it and it looks like the body of someone else, someone older and doughier.
I took 10 weeks of maternity leave full-time, and 2 weeks part-time from home. These 2 weeks have been an eye opener… I struggle to get work done, and keep Cricket taken care of. To pump and feed. To do laundry and clean house. To make delicious and nutritious meals… Working full-time and caring for an infant will be no joke.
I haven’t found time to exercise while on maternity. A few walks here and there… Some strength training spattered in there as well. I don’t imagine it will be better when I get to working full-time in the office again. And that makes me so sad because I truly wanted to start out with habits during this transition in our life that I could share and show Cricket. It makes me feel like I’m failing her already.
And then I thought about how lucky I am to be where I am at with my body.
Because I have a beautiful baby girl, whom I love more than the world.
Because I am so lucky that my body carried and delivered her to us.
Because my body provides her with milk and comfort.
And I am so thankful for those things…