One of the greatest revelations I have had as the result of being a mother is this: I am a better mother when I am exercising. I kind of wish that weren’t true, you know? It’d be nice to plug my ears ::lalalalala:: and deny it – and some weeks I try to – but… Read more »
don’t look now, but I’m shrinking
I have big thoughts about the idea of getting one’s “body back” after having a baby. The conversation that surrounds post-baby-bodies frames it as though nothing but damage occurs during pregnancy and birth; that it is solely something from which to recover. It’s reminiscent of getting in a car accident and taking your vehicle into… Read more »
Something in me feels hesitant to talk about those January things like resolutions and ‘one words’. It’s not because I find them are fake or vain or forced. The oposite, really. It’s because I think that stopping, evaluating, and resolving to do something is a holy moment that holds much power, and I worry that saying… Read more »
run, mama, run!
When we found out I was pregnant this time around, I was half-way along in my training for my second halfmarathon. My long run that week was 8 miles, I remember, because I threw up at miles 3, 5, and 8. O, yes, pregnancy has changed my habits as a runner, but it has not… Read more »