Real Life Friday: Fitness

In the spirit of this blog, I thought I would create a Friday series to share little tidbits and confessions of real life. Imperfectionisms, if you will. 
Real life: since giving birth four and a half months ago, I have worked out exactly twice. And I don't even feel guilty about it. 
I feel very strongly that tending to a newborn is hard work, and that should count, right? The truth is I feel pretty good. I have struggled with body image issues since I was a teenager, but I somehow never felt as good as I did when I was pregnant. Maybe because I didn't have to suck in my stomach all the time? Or because I was lucky enough not to gain a lot of weight like I thought I would? Whatever it is, pregnancy made me love and respect my body. 
Now that I don't have a baby bump anymore, I still feel good and proud. The pregnancy weight came off within the first few days. Carrying a baby up and down the stairs is a good workout. I also chose to breastfeed, which definitely helps. So yes, there is a bit of flab where there never was, some parts of me are saggier, I have a few stretch marks that decided to appear during my 40th week of pregnancy. But I don't mind. I would love to say I made a conscious choice not to obsess over it, but the truth is I am just so amazed I was able to create a tiny human, none of it really matters. 
Don't get me wrong, I absolutely want to get in shape again, I want to be healthy and strong. But for now, pushing the stroller through the melting snow is enough of a workout for me! 

What's your real life confession this week? 


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