The postpartum aesthetic identity crisis

Winter sun

Never in my life have I felt less like 'me', than the day I came home from hospital after just having a baby. It's not like the movies, where the mother has a healthy glow, hair tied up in a perfect bun, and a miraculously flat stomach. No one actually told me how long it does take for your pregnant belly to go back to (almost) normal size. Right after the baby is born, you STILL look (and pretty much feel) 9 months pregnant. I guess I had an idea in my head of coming home from hospital, slipping back into my size 10's and just getting on with things. Spoiler alert - I was wrong.

Real talk


Inspiration comes from the strangest of places. I totally get it now, how musicians can write and produce hit records after experiencing extreme heartache, and how in that episode of 'You', Beck found the motivation to write her novel after a bit of encouragement from Joe (okay, he locked her in a glass room, but whatever) It has taken me until 10pm on the 24th day of January 2019 to even open up blogger and start writing something. Before now, I'll be honest, even looking at or thinking about my blog made me feel totally, well, meh