Those of you that have known me for a while know that for most of my post high school life, my hair has been cut at a shorter length. I’ve been growing it out these last few years for a couple of reasons.
- I thought I’d give long hair a try again before I reached that age where longer hair sort of seems like an attempt to look younger. I know you know what I mean.
- I wanted to play around with some fun hairstyles. And I have certainly accomplished that.
I had my six week post partum checkup with my OB this week. All went really well and I got the thumbs up to proceed with getting things back to normal. My doctor was very straight forward about how important she thinks it is to lose the baby weight. And I really like that she made a point to say that because I think it’s important too.
I’m now grappling with what exactly it means to get my body back to normal .. like it was pre-Beckett. I’m realizing though that normal for me won’t ever be what it was before giving birth .. that I now have to figure out and navigate a way towards my new normal.
During the new moms group I attended this week, part of the discussion veered into complaining about husbands. This wasn’t a discussion I was keen to be a part of, so I kept quiet and played with Beckett. There came a point though when I couldn’t take all the griping anymore and had to chime in.