My daughter will be one on March 27th. That means my postpartum body will be one as well, and I think I will officially pass the deadline for using the phrase, “I just had a baby.” Before she was born, I worried about how I would handle my stretched out body and the unfamiliar numbers on the scale. Truthfully, my body and I have had a complicated, unpleasant relationship since I was about 9-years-old. I feared the shock of my mama body would catapult me back to my unhealthy days of extreme dieting and crying over stomach pooches.
It didn’t, if only because I didn’t have the energy for it.
Now I’m in this new place–needing to really lose weight for the first time in my adult life, responsible for feeding a family, not caring so much about looking great in skinny jeans, and trying to combine all that into a realistic and healthy lifestyle.
When Jessi and Ellen shouted it out on Twitter that they were beginning a Whole 30 today, I jumped at the chance to join. I had been planning the same thing, but I knew from experience that I needed to do it in community this time.
This isn’t necessarily about weight loss–although that’s most assuredly one of my goals. It’s about taking care of ourselves, changing our relationships with food, and having a safe place to hash out all the difficulties these things bring up for women.
My primary concern is this: How do I put energy into taking care of my body while not becoming obsessed with my appearance?
This month, I’ll be sharing thoughts on answering that question as well as why I believe we severely underestimate the effects of food on all parts of our lives.
Want more information?
Get details on the Whole 30 at Whole9Life
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