...I was a very pregnant woman. It was also my "official" due date for Mr. Belvedere, whatever due dates mean.
If I had known last year what I know now, I would have done several things differently. I certainly don't have regrets about the last year; I'm just armed with experience and information.
First of all, I would have slept more after Weston was born. Women said to me, "Sleep when the baby sleeps," and I didn't listen to that very well. Mistake. Sleep deprivation is an ugly thing, and it doesn't help with the postpartum emotional roller coaster. One nap during the day doesn't cut it when dealing with a newborn.
I also think moving out of state and starting a new job four months after having a baby isn't advisable. Having a baby is traumatic enough--no sense in adding more chaos. However, we were going to move anyway, and it was inevitable.
I can't really speak about what happened to my body after having a baby, other than it's not the same, and I can't really expect anything other than that. I've said it before--clothes fit differently and everywhere is "mushier." I'd love to get a membership to the gym again and go on a consistent basis, but somehow 24 hours in a day doesn't seem to allot for that at the present moment.
It's hard to believe how my life has changed in the past year, but I wouldn't trade it for anything. Not even a flat belly.
By the way, here's my most recent favorite boy band:
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