The seismic shift

You know how after you unfold a map, it’s never just quite perfect again? Yeah. Having a baby does that to your body. Or I should say did that to my body. Disclaimer: I didn’t workout while pregnant nor do I now. (Unless you count carrying around a 6-month-old tank the size of a one year old.) So judge away.
I am very happy/pleasantly surprised at my post-baby body. I’m not entirely sure how much I weighed but once I’d gotten more than 35 pounds bonus weight and I was around week 37ish I just zoned out when she pushed that evil metal square further to the right (I doubt it’s accuracy anyway. It wasn’t even digital.)
The thing that surprised me is that I’m only one pound away from my pre-preg weight. (When I saw that on the scale last week it was like ONE POUND!!!! Only ONE pound!!!!) And yet, I’m an entire size away. Because my body has changed. I’m sure there are people who look exactly the same post-baby. (We hate you a little. Don’t share your story.) I’m guessing those are people who worked out before pregnancy and during pregnancy and they are the ones buying those jogging strollers I see at the store.
People told me while pregnant it would never be the same and it was super irritating. But, the truth I’ve realized about not just my body but everysingle thing else in the world – nothing nothing nothing is the same again. Why is that a bad thing? To your life has been added this extraordinary gift. A person! A whole entire new person. I would hope things wouldn’t ever be the same.
In all seriousness I am happy with life post baby (my totally not the same life) and even with my body (cut to me in the fetal position in the corner of a dressing room surrounded by tankinis in a month. That’s right … tankinis). And I figure for my next Sports Illustrated cover/Victoria’s Secret catalog shoot they can just photoshop me.


About Amanda Jean Elliott

I am a joyful believer in Jesus Christ, a mother, a sister, a writer, a maker of gluten free roux and a style editor. I love my son Wilder and the wild life that comes with a 4-year-old who has the energy of a pack of wolves. I also love naps (a lot). I love to cook and create my favorite dishes without gluten not because I'm trendy and anti-gluten so much as it makes me feel like I've been run over by a pack of wolves. I teach 5th and 6th grade girls Sunday School and have a classroom of the greatest girls I could imagine. Girls who often teach me more than I teach them. I believe these girls and many others are the spark to start a fire for The Lord the likes of which this world has never seen. I see more and more girls learning about more than just who God is ... but, learning about who God says THEY are. It is my prayer for every woman to know without doubt that we have a good good Father in heaven and whatever is not right on this earth, He will make right in this life or the next.
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