Then pregnancy—it brought the deepest and most intense fatigue that I’ve ever experienced.
This journey was humbling in ways I’d never expected, and I needed to prioritize my health to find my footing as a mom. Equal parts anxious and excited, I poured my efforts into preparing for postpartum.
Despite all the preparation, after having my son I often feared that I’d never feel like myself again. Physically, mentally, and emotionally drained; a fog hovered over my days and my inner perfectionist taunted me.
I knew what to do to feel better and adjust for this new phase of life, but it was hard.
Even armed with knowledge and awareness of what my body needs to thrive, some days I struggle. I don’t have the perfect diet. I like wine. I eat chocolate. I deal with stress (sometimes not well). It’s a big-picture kind of journey that doesn’t end with one tough day, but it’s hard to do this alone.
Through all of my experiences, the good and the bad and the downright tough seasons of postpartum, I realized that so many women—especially moms—wrongfully believe they can’t feel amazing again.