My 4th tri has come to an end. What a wild, exhausting, beautiful ride. This is the first time I’ve had glam since giving birth in April. Covered in spit up with messy hair and a heart so full is my new normal. It’s genuinely the yummiest, most breathtaking time of my life. I have not fully gotten back into my exercise routine, as my focus has been on keeping a strong and healthy milk supply for little miss Galileo rather than losing all the weight. I do not own a scale and never will so I’m not even sure what my pre pregnancy weight was (told my doc l only wanted to know if l was gaining too much or not enough but did not look at the scale during my appointments). I decided to try on my pre pregnancy jeans for fun and they are definitely a bit snug but they fit. It feels good for sure but most importantly it feels good to know that I let my body take its time to heal and just be in its mom era, to nourish my baby and not worry about looking exactly how I was before. Excited to ease back to my excercise routines and continue to set a healthy example for my daughter. To all the postpartum mamas, you’re doing great and it’s not your job to bounce back right away. It’s your job to heal and bond with your fresh little soul as you enter this new role in life and love 🤍