Left was me before baby, right was 1 hour ago while getting little champ ready for bed...

I am actually back to my pre-baby weight, but my body has morphed into something I definitely have had a hard time getting used to. It's not just extra skin, it's extra chub. Extra chub and stretch marks.

But each day, I wake up and my baby is right there next to me, and smiles at me. We read books, go on walks, decide which toys can sit on the bed and which get tossed overboard. If he can keep himself busy in his jumper or swing, I try to prepare what I need for dinner, or wash the dishes, or put the crap away that we definitely don't have room for but assure ourselves one day will need. While he naps, I take the golden silence as a chance to read or return missed phone calls. And when my little butter ball goes to sleep, my husband and I eat dinner and tell each other we love each other and proceed to plop ourselves on the couch and reach a potato- like status. During these breaks, could I do some sit ups or crunches? Theoretically. Will I ever have my 'summer body' again? Most likely not. But for now, I'm just trying to keep myself happy and remind myself who I am, because if I'm not happy and mentally healthy, how can I be a good mother and wife?

This is just a little reminder that's it's okay not to have your journey to a 'normal pre baby body' be a priority on your list, or even be on your priority list at all! Live each day as it comes, love your family and love yourself, and everything else will come together too. 💓