I love the word reflection. It has the power to sit you down and make necessary changes in our lives. This past year has been a emotionally bumpy road for me. Sometimes a bumpy road is good for the soul. It forces you to “clean the cobwebs in the attic and discard the pain you just can’t fix.” It is easy to waste our lives; our days, our hours, our minutes. It is easy to exist instead of live. Life is made up of moments, small pieces of glittering mica in a long stretch of drab cement. What we need to learn is to love the journey, not the destination. It isn’t the dress rehearsal that is important, it is today that is our only guarantee. Through my year of experiencing this bumpy road, I learned to look at all the good in the world and to try my damndest to give some of it back. With my own imperfections, I have learned to be happy. Live with joy, live with passion, as it ought to be lived. Life is like school? It never ends. The classroom is everywhere. The exam comes at the end. Get a life in which you are not alone. Find people you love, and who love you unconditionally, flaws and all. Remember love is not leisure, it is work. Get a life in which you are generous. Realize that life is glorious. All of us want to do well. But if we do not do good, too, then doing well will never be enough. Don’t just write a resume, craft a spirit.
This belly carried your brother, and a result was this lovely “csection pouch” that mommy never lost. Between the two of you, this body carries 60 more pounds than it did before I had children. You’re adding more bright red stretch marks to the hundreds already covering my belly. I’m bigger than I ever thought I would be, and somedays, that’s really hard on how I see myself. But Roman, thank you for blessing me. Weight can come and go, but I will forever carry these stretch marks with pride. The csection scars will be something I refuse to be ashamed of. I’ll be patient with my body to lose this “baby weight” post partum. Because this is what REAL pregnancy looks like. Not all of us have perfectly rounded baby belly’s, and that’s ok💚 not everyone avoids stretch marks, and that’s ok💚 your belly can look deflated and empty for a long time after childbirth, and that’s ok💚 sometimes belly’s look better if you wear your maternity pants, and that’s ok💚 because no matter how “perfect “ or imperfect your pregnancy/post partum body is, we as women are impacted greatly and blessed with our sweet babies. This is love. This is patience. This is embracing the imperfect. This is unconditional. This is forever. I love you Roman💚 #RomanDaniel#babyboy#bodypositive#imperfectpregnancy#loveyourbelly#beautiful#journey#31weekspregnant#thirdtrimester#backtobackpregnancies#stretchmarksarebeautiful#lovehandlesnall
I started this journey with huge goals but the reality was, I could not figure out how I was going to map out my path because of life. It seemed overwhelming, exhausting and I was afraid that I would fail.
Once I showed up, I continued to show up and pretty soon it became the norm. I even caught my husband off- guard because I randomly decided I was tired of feeling the way I felt and needed a change.
In a matter of a time with the support of my FitFam, my coach- @kbagalags, and those who took a shot to join me on this journey, I had incorporated new habits into my routine and I began to see and feel results.
Although I did not have a clear path mapped out, I trusted the process and took the first step - to START a new lifestyle.
It is a learning and growing process but knowing there are others who are learning to trust this journey right alongside me, makes it that much more worth it!!