Every single day, for the last 21 months, I have been sharing my body with my son...
I carried him for 9+ months (he was cozy past his due date) and have been breastfeeding him since the day he was born.
I've given every ounce of myself to motherhood since my son arrived and recently it showed up on the scale . . .
Being a first time mom has been the greatest & most rewarding sacrifice I've ever done in my entire life. But I am definitely guilty of putting myself in last place here lately . . .
For those who have been following me for a while, you know I love living a healthy lifestyle and I've documented my workouts a lot in the past. I was in the gym faithfully before & during my pregnancy. I was literally in the gym on a Monday and was in the hospital to have my baby two days later. That's how committed I've always been.
After I suffered a devastating knee injury, the gym had to become a part of my lifestyle in order for my legs to stay strong to avoid any further injuries. The gym also became a safe haven for me to release stress during some of the hardest times of my life . . .
Lately, the gym has not been so easy to get to and home work outs have been hard to accomplish. A lot of change has happened in our lives and I've began to get the "you lost a lot of weight, are you doing okay?" comments from my family. Although my breastfeeding appetite is crazy and I'm eating constantly, not being able to lift weights and workout like I used to, has caught up with me physically. I have a small frame, always have and apparently always will (sigh). It was always my hopes to hold on to as much of my baby weight as I could, but I'm far from my fitness goals, yet again. Yesterday, my husband did everything he possibly could to make sure I didn't have any mommy excuses to not make it to the gym and it felt SOOOO good to get in the gym and lift some weights again. I made it back in there today and I'm ready to get my gains back . . .
Not only physically, but gain more control of balancing my time... gain more confidence in this new season in my life and continue to strive to gain peace along this journey of pursing Purpose.
I'm posting this today, not to complain about being small because I know NOBODY wants to hear that... but to simply be accountable. I know if I post about how I want to get stronger and gain muscle, I'll be more likely to make it a point to continue to balance motherhood and my workouts, along with all the other things I have going on... Working out is therapeutic for me and I didn't realize how much I missed it and needed it until yesterday. So I have to say thank you for my husband, my forever workout partner, even if it’s through text while he watches the baby (lol) for encouraging me to take time for me. And I also want to say, just because a person is skinny, doesn't mean they are healthy or happy. We all just have to work with what we have and not be so hard on ourselves and each other . . .
Everybody always posts the before & after pics for #TransformationTuesday, but today I've decided to put up a post dedicated to the process.
It's not always easy, but I'm #Ready