Guys, I have to be honest. I hate the phrase “get your body back”. Specifically I hate this phrase when used to describe what postpartum women’s apparent goal is supposed to be. And I’ve even said it before! More than words, it’s been a way of thinking. Getting “back” to a certain weight. Getting “back” to a certain feeling. And it’s usually motivational, right? Like, rah rah, lets all get our bodies back! And I’m not coming at this from the viewpoint of someone who is super thin and only has to lose that last 5lbs. Haha no…this girl gained a full 40lbs being pregnant (technically 39 but who’s counting? Oh yeah, I am). So clearly there’s work that needs to be done.
But the term “get back” implies that you lost something. Or that something was stolen from you. Either way, it implies we’re somehow lacking something. But when I look at my little boy, I don’t think I’ve lost anything. I may have gained weight but I gained so much more than that. And I think I’m just tired of a society that makes us feel like in having a baby we’ve somehow lost something important. This is how I feel about that.
So in solidarity, let’s give up shitty terms that make us feel bad about ourselves. Be happy, be healthy, be well. Rock that belly, or stretch marks, or whatever else you might try and hide about your bod. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to get in shape, and I think that’s an awesome goal I’m working on myself; but lets not lose sight of the fact that our bodies did something amazing and will never actually be the same. And that’s pretty cool.
…is you never talk about Mommy Club. More specifically, you never talk about HOW your own personal mommy club is running, unless you’re prepared to fight to the death. Don’t believe me? Here, I’ll prove it.
Vaccinations. Anti-vaxxers. Breastfeeding. Public breast feeding. Formula. Co-sleeping. Bed sharing. Sleep training. C-sections. All natural births. Epidurals. Screen time.
Feeling anything yet? Any passions rising or fire in your belly? Feeling like there are some “right” and “wrong” options on that list?
I know. I do too. I have BIG opinions about things. But when did we as women become so obsessed with being right that we stopped caring about each other as people? Why do we demonize each other for the sake of proving how much we know?
It makes me really sad. It used to make me angry, but I think I went through a few of the stags of grief after reading one too many comment sections and just hit sad.
I don’t know if there’s a way to fix our attitudes toward each other. I don’t want to give a big “rah rah, we can be the change” speech because we all know that already. But this is my pledge: I won’t add to the problem. I promise to value people over their choices, even if I don’t always agree. On mom stuff, but also in life. Aren’t people what matter?
Well here we are again. It seems every few months my blogging lags, and then I end up writing a “mea culpa!” post, and then I keep up with it for a while and then it sort of cycles around again. This time I’ve been thinking a lot about this blog and what its purpose is as my little corner of the internet. I love that it’s been different things to me at different times, a few years ago life was easy breezy, and I think my content reflected that. Crafts, beach days, brunches – easy!
But to be honest, that’s not really my life anymore. Married, living in the city with a baby, it’s quite different in the best way. And really, that’s what I feel like writing about these days. Lately my heart has been hurting with everything going on in the world – the world where I’m working hard to be a wife and mom and raise my son.
And guys – being a mom is hard! Also the internet is mean and “mommy wars” are real. Especially in the form of “helpful advice” in mommy group forums and nobodies you forgot you were friends with who feel like commenting on your stuff.
Anyway, I think what I’m trying to say is I want to create a place where we can breathe together. Where we can talk about fun things like how cute chubby babies are, and how when they smile at you your heart melts. But also a place where we can talk about tougher things like mom’s mental health when you’re not getting any good sleep, and how after a baby you sort of have to find yourself again and learn to be comfortable in your own (stretch-marked) skin. And also how the 6-weeks after having a baby you can have sex again rule is a mother%*#&!*& lie. I mean come on…can I get an amen??
So that’s what I’m planning to write about these days. We’ll see where it all goes, but I’m excited. As someone who loves writing, I’ve done precious little of it the past few months but I think that’s about to change.
I was going back over past posts and realized that I never posted photos from my baby shower, and it was so lovely and perfect I just have to share it with you. My three closest friends all flew in from other states to spend the weekend with me, and boy can these ladies throw a classy party. Headed up by the one and only Adora Mae, all I can say is I am so blessed. And little Will was so loved before he was even here!
With donuts, a coffee and mimosa bar, and a onesie painting station, this was everything I love. Here’s to having amazing friends!
I recently got a new cast iron skillet. And oh my gosh, I forgot how completely wonderful they are! I’ve been cooking literally everything in it recently and everything comes out so great. Plus once it’s seasoned it’s so easy to clean, which is a big plus.
I decided to try out some chicken legs in the skillet. But these aren’t your ordinary drumsticks – these are smoked paprika, crispy skin, juicy drumstick deliciousness. The sauce gets all up on your fingers when you dive into these juicy beauties. I literally burned my tongue on them because I have no chill when it comes to crispy skin chicken legs.
The other thing I love about this recipe is how easily it comes together. Mix a few things in the skillet, coat the chicken, then pop it into the oven to bake. Easy peasy! And I’m all about easy recipes with a (nearly) 6-month old on the loose.
Smoky Chicken Drumsticks
8 chicken legs
2 Tbsp smoked paprika
1 tsp red pepper flakes
3 cloves garlic, chopped
2 tsp salt
2 Tbsp fresh parsley, chopped
1/4 cup olive oil
Pre-heat oven to 425. In a cast iron skillet (or you can use an oven proof frying pan) mix together everything except the drumsticks. Turn heat on low and stir until fragrant (1-2 minutes). Add drumsticks one at a time, turning to coat in the mixture. Put the skillet into the hot oven and let bake for 45 minutes. Top with more fresh parsley and serve. Enjoy!