Tag: Postpartum journey
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Why does it take mothers so long to go to therapy?

A few months ago, and for the few months before that, I wasn’t in great shape. Mentally, emotionally, physically. I was piling way too much on myself, and still trying to adjust to life with three children. Still trying to balance work-life-home-kids. My shoulders were heavy from the weight I’d been carrying around. I was…
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Dear stomach, I don’t hate you

Dear stomach, I’ve decided that I no longer hate you. I’m no longer angry at you. I’m no longer holding out for your magical disappearance. You will no longer hold power over me. You will no longer bring me shame. You will no longer make me uncomfortable. I will never wear more than one pair…
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My love-shame relationship with my postpartum stomach

For a long time, you were flat and toned. A sense of pride, what made me feel beautiful. When I was pregnant for the first time, I marveled at all the stretching and squishing, the growing and changing that you did— for me for my baby, for my family. Now, you are different than your…