September 1, 2015
Okay Ladies, Let Me See Your Pants!
Let's do a little experiment. Go ahead and bop on over to Instagram. Enter "postpartum" into the search field. Tell me what you see.
Quotes about trying harder.
Side by side comparison photos of perfection progress.
Women working out with their children.
(Thank god for the woman holding her child on the beach, am I right?)
I have yet to come across photos of women at peace just as they are with their babies, or women with their families, or heaven for bid women being given a hand?! (News flash: Roughly 1/3 of births occur in our country via major medical surgery, can we give these ladies a moment please?!) Nope. We can't find these images, because they are rare. Not the moments, just our willingness to document them. Instead we are fed a steady diet of images of women who are trying to "fix" their bodies, to return them to their former pre-pregnancy state. Doing our damnedest to undo the damaged goods, we are good at putting that on our to-do lists.
Here are the most popular hashtags including the word "postpartum": postpartumfitness, postpartumbody, postpartumweightloss, postpartumbelly, postpartumdepression. Need I go on?
My baby is about to turn two years old. You know, the birthday where it is no longer acceptable to state your child's age in months, and the age where I am encouraged to chalk everything up to the "terrible twos," and the age where I should probably return to wearing actual…
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