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Wordless Wednesday - Child's Play

Losing the Baby Weight, or Not

Doodlebug's first birthday was an amazing milestone for our family - amazing because we (almost) couldn't believe we had made it. But we had! We marked a year of being parents - a year of keeping our Doodlebug fed, clothed, mostly clean and most definitely happy. He was such a happy, giggly, cozy and sweet little man (7 months later, he still is all those things, but the toddler tantrums have watered down through pleasantries a bit). We also celebrated us as parents, the change in our relationship that came with parenting and that we were able to go with the flow and make our relationship even stronger and laugh through those rough, sleepless nights together. Even if that laughter came a few nights after the sleeplessness.

First birthdays are really a celebration of the parents. I mean, Doodlebug won't remember the cupcakes or mac n cheese bites, but Babu and I will remember how proud we were to mark one year of Doodlebug's life and look forward to another year as a family.

But I have a secret...

Part of me was not celebrating, but dreading Doodlebug's birthday. Nope, not because my baby was growing up. Not because the year had gone by too quickly (although it had) and not because I hadn't started one page of his baby book (which is still not started). I dreaded the day because it would mark and entire year of having not lost one pound of baby weight post-pregnancy. Yes, of course I lost the weight that was Doodlebug and the normal 12 or so lbs that goes with baby. After the first 8 weeks, I stopped losing and that is where my scale has stayed.

I told myself it would be easier to lose weight when I went back to work. Then I told myself it would be easier to make time for myself when I was no longer nursing. Then I thought maybe I would have lost weight if I had been able to keep nursing.

Excuses, excuses... I can't even say I was getting good at making excuses because none of them were very good or believable. But I had myself deceived for a long time and it seemed like that cloudy deception was not going to lift any time soon...

Stay tuned - part 2 of my continual mommy-weight battle will continue next week

Wordless Wednesday

A New Day

My first - and only post - on this blog was nearly a year and a half ago, back when my Doodlebug was barely 8 weeks old. Goodness, time can give you whiplash.

I've been (re)inspired to create this blog. It seems like my little boy became a big boy overnight. My cuddly mama's boy has become an adventurous little man - climbing on tables instead of cooing in my arms. How did that happen? I need time to slow down just a little bit. Okay, I know that's not possible, but maybe taking the time for reflection will make the moments linger a little bit longer.

While there is little spare time in the day for a working any mom, it's important to me that I have a creative place. Writing has always been that place for me. So I'm going to give it a permanent home here, where I find a cozy place to celebrate the happy days and comfort myself on the rough ones. And hopefully I will meet some like-minded folks in my travels.

Thanks for stopping by... Welcome.