If there’s one thing I can say about myself, it is that I’m an optimist; 7 kilos and a 2.5 year old later never did the thought cross my mind that it is time to donate my favourite Banana Republic denims to a good cause. There is a flicker of hope that glows brightly on some days when I’m chowing down (and gagging) on a plate of greens that says I shall indeed fit into those. That I will not spill out like a muffin is the second stage of that desperate endeavour.
I recently saw Blake Lively who is just popping baby after baby with none of the pigmentation-acne-ridden-water-retention-big-nose phase that I went through (Read: The entire pregnancy was that phase) and pouted that of course with her barrage of trainers and X million dollars she looks like this. That’s when my husband pointed out a fact: “It’s not like you looked like Bake Lively even BEFORE you were pregnant.” Ouch! He of course “didn’t mean it like that.” In hindsight I know what he means. The mistake a lot of us make is dividing life pre and post pregnancy like there’s been an apocalypse. The second mistake is in thinking that this “post-pregnancy phase” will pass. News Alert: It won’t. Once you’ve had a baby life as you know it has changed. Forever.
It’s not like I hit the gym everyday before the baby but now even that option of getting up and going any time I want is redundant. Depressing? Not really, because all mums will agree that being a mom makes you so organised and you get so many things done in a day that you didn’t think were at all possible. Cooking, play activities, sneaking in a bit of work, eating chocolates while hiding from your kid and still digging deep inside for the energy to play with an energetic toddler are no mean feats. But I digress, the point is that yes my body has changed and yes I may have fewer hours in the day to work on it, but I have more motivation, more organised time and more ‘mombie’ energy (when you’re tired all the time but still get everything done?)
Here’s to the never give up attitude that comes with being a mother when saying No is just not an option, sometimes. As for those jeans, one day soon I’ll be doing an outfit post in them. Huzzah!
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