After my first pregnancy it felt like things went OK, looking back now. There were definitely changes but nothing like after my second pregnancy.
It’s so strange, it’s like after both my pregnancies my skin lost so much of its youth. haha I don’t know if that makes sense – but my skin feels soft like my Mother’s skin. I guess the same realization that comes with change after childbirth, for me, was also the fact that I’m Actually getting older. My metabolism is slowing down, and I definitely don’t have the energy I had before. Also things that used to matter has suddenly taken second place to others.
With my second pregnancy I actually got allot of varicose veins, strangely especially around my ankles. It was like the running with additional weigh took it’s toll on my veins. They have since gone much lighter than when I was pregnant but I always have these purple marks around my ankles. Also long with that I actually got allot of stretchmarks – Which I thought I wouldn’t get, because when I was pregnant with Paul, my skin was fine. and After Lily’s birth they decided to stuck around – that and this very soft wrinkly pooch of skin on my belly.
My Pelvic Floor is a whole other story – It is still up to shit and I find that after my period and during my period it is so weak – that going for a run can just end up being disastrous! When I was training with Jess from LivFit, I found that on Mondays my Pelvic floor was the weakest, and as the week progressed and as I exercised it was like it got stronger. Almost like it has to be activated. Which tells me that it really is important to continuously try and make your pelvic floor stronger. I want to start doing a plank a day. I don’t know how many days, But basically just to force myself to do some simple exercises that take up basically no time to try and get back to where I want to be.
So I look at myself in the mirror on the regular upset with how I’ve let myself go, but confused about the fact that maybe it was also needed for me to just relax a bit. Did I do myself an in justice or a favor? Maybe it’s a bit of both. But getting back t where I was is going to be hard. So I just made a plan and decided that I’m probably never gonna look like the below picture again, haha, and that I just want to feel comfortable in my clothes again, because no one has the money to buy a new wardrobe, and I want to look good naked.
I think we need to be a bit more lenient towards ourselves. Make peace with the change, because it is inevitable and try and adapt. So that’s what I’m doing now – trying to adapt, train, run, eat right amongst the craziness that is motherhood.
And it’s hard when every week one of the kids come home with some or other type of flue or bug, Goodness – if the tummy bugs would just please help me lose weight then maybe I’ll be more ok with them.. haha It feels impossible for me to get into a routine.
We also need to speak kindly to ourselves in front of our children. They mimic us and I would’t want them to have a negative view point of themselves because of my insecurities.