It’s the last evening of 2011, and instead of heading out to rockin’ NYE party with friends, I’m contently nestled into my favorite spot on the sofa. I just had a warm bath, and now am wrapped in my favorite blanket, ready to watch some Dick Clark TV and probably enjoy some snacks in just a little bit.
Yes, my 23 year old self would most definitely hang her head in shame if she knew what her 33 year old self would be up to in 2011.
I’m staring the last few days of my final pregnancy in the face, and I’ve never been more content in my life…
I am so happy.
My belly is big, round, and completely full of new life.
Tonight, on the eve of a new year, and a new chapter in my life, I’ve made a resolution to my postpartum self, who I know is peeking around the corner.
I resolve that in the coming weeks and months, I will give myself grace. I will remind myself daily that I just gave birth, and that my body has been forever changed, in a miraculous way.
I’ll remind myself that body I loved while pregnant, the skin I felt so very confident in just a few weeks (and months) ago, is the same body.
I’ve been down the lonely and desolate road of self hatred in the past, and it’s nowhere I want to ever go again.
In 2012, I’ll have perspective that there is more to me that the number on that pesky postpartum scale.
I will love my body regardless of if it’s carrying around a baby in the womb, or in it’s arms.
How about you? What’s will your postpartum resolution be to yourself?
*photo credit Casey Mullins (but the belly is all mine)