Anyone excited for Monday? Let’s just all pretend we are and move on. 😉 Yesterday I shared my thoughts on some of my recent readings. I really only meant to share my perspective on what it really “means” to have a fit pregnancy, but then the conversation really got interesting. I appreciate every single comment and email I received, whether the opinions were inline with my own or not. The point is not for us all to agree. The point is to get the conversation started, am I right?
I guess my actual problem became lost in my rambling, which is completely and totally a common occurrence for me. I tend to blabber on and on, taking tangents left and right, until no one even knows what on earth I’m talking about. Let’s just say I wouldn’t make a great debater. My real, to the core point was that health and fitness cannot be measured by a photograph. I used this example in one of my responses yesterday, but it’s true: if health and fitness could be measured through a picture, you would never have to go to the doctor’s office. You could just Snap Chat ’em and be declared “good-to-go”. 😉 I also realized through reading the comments that a few of you thought I was upset about someone sharing the positive side of postpartum fitness. Heck to the no! There is NO reason not to be proud of all the amazing things your body has gone through and accomplished.
Doing what’s best for you and your baby is ultimately what’s important. For most people, that means eating well and working out. That is their version of a fit pregnancy. If they end up looking great soon after childbirth, that is awesome. For other people, having a fit pregnancy just means keeping their babies safe from harm. There are many instances where women need to refrain from activity, and some even have to be put on bed rest. I still firmly believe that those women can also have a fit pregnancy. To me, fitness is a mental and physical state where your body is functioning at a level necessary for that particular moment in time. Period. If that means hardcore workouts, more power to you. If that means taking it easy and making choices based on what’s best for you at that particular point in your life, then that is your version of being healthy and fit.
Fitness is not “one size fits all”. So, it bothered me to see people use phrases recently like “Oh, I can tell you had a fit pregnancy” after seeing a picture of someone’s stomach postpartum. That is just not true. I’m sorry if my point was misplaced in my ramblings. Oh, and I realize I totally just rambled again. Crap.
Now, for a totally awkward segue into my own belly pictures. I am a walking contradiction, aren’t I? Like I mentioned yesterday, I’ve never made claims that the way I look is based on what I did or didn’t do while pregnant. Sure, eating well and working out can be huge factors in your postpartum recovery process, but they aren’t the only factors. Genetics, pre-existing medical conditions, complications, and other things that are out of your control also play a role.
This is my postpartum story. This is how my “fit” currently looks and feels. Oh, and apparently my “fit” comes with a side of extremely bad posture. My bad. Maddux kept circling me while Ryne was taking these and it was a bit hard to focus. 🙂 You have to admire the kid for wanting to get in the picture that badly. He has some serious determination.
My stats have remained the same for a while, so I feel no reason to re-post those. You can check last month’s post if you are interested! Mostly because I’m too lazy to edit the picture to reflect the current month. The funny thing about me posting the pictures is that I don’t truly feel like I should be labeling them as “postpartum“. They just feel like me. Of course, I’ve been “me” all along, but it was hard to see that when you’re going through it all. At this point I just feel blessed that we’ve made it a year and we’re all still healthy, happy, and half-way sane. There were many bumps in the road this past year, but we were lucky enough to all have made it through without any medical scares or any sickness worse than the common cold. That, y’all, is something to be thankful for.
Am I glad I fit in my old clothes? Of course! I feel confident and secure in my abilities and appearance. I just wish I had been wise enough to have that confidence the whole time. Obviously, I still have days where I feel like a “busted can of biscuits” (<-anyone seen that SomeEcard? I feel like they took the words right out of my mouth ;)), but I’m learning to practice what I preach. If health/fitness comes in all shapes and sizes, then shouldn’t I feel proud of my body at all times? I always try do my best to remain healthy, so I should always be proud of my efforts. Does that mean I don’t wish for bigger biceps and a tighter butt? OF COURSE I DO. It’s natural to feel that way!
Anyway, my plan is to continue a variety of different workouts, gyms, and ways to keep active and healthy. If I end up getting my wishes granted (hello, Mrs. New Booty), then great. If not, that’s okay, too.
Let’s just say, I’ve come a long way mentally and physically since having Maddux. I lost 40 pounds (9 of which were just Maddux himself… chubs!), gained strength and confidence, and continued to be passionate about living the best life that I can.
Those tired, red eyes now have a little more clarity. That jumbled, frustrated mind is a little more wise. That exhausted, confused new mom is well… wait, that one’s still pretty much the same. 😉
I want to post about what I think helped me most during the postpartum process, but only if y’all think that would be beneficial. If not, I’ll leave it at that. Thanks again for reading and engaging in these discussions with me. Hearing different views can only help me grow as a person as well.