Yes Way Rosé
I’ll admit, my posting has been non-existent as of late. I honestly thought I would be back blogging more consistently by six months postpartum. How cute. I thought running a half marathon would get me into pre-baby shape. Adorable. I thought, oh it will be so easy throwing the baby in the car mid-day, meet my blogging buddy/photographer and hammering out some fab photos of the two of us. How darling. Have you seen one post of me and my beautiful baby…case in point. I see other bloggers handling all of the above mere days or weeks post baby. But not I, no sir, not even close. But it’s okay, eventually I will find a rhythm again. I will fit into my fabulous wardrobe, I will feel like myself, and I will accomplish more than I ever thought I could in a day. For now I will embrace this less than perfect physique, that doesn’t even come close to being squished into that fabulous wardrobe. I will not beat myself up about being late or forgetful or so tired that nothing gets done in a day. I will embrace that if the one thing I feel like I’m nailing right now is this parenting gig, while everything else looks and feels like a landfill, it’s okay. In fact it’s better than okay. My heart now lives on the outside of my chest in the form of a little rosy cheeked, blue eyed bundle of perfection. And I wouldn’t trade that for anything, not even my old bod.