For when you're waiting for your body to bounce back after a baby, your body just did
something sacred and miraculous.
It created, carried, protected, and delivered life.
It stretched beyond comfort.
It gave up sleep, space, and ease so another wonderful human could exist.
And now, instead of celebrating that miracle, you're being told to bounce back?
To erase the evidence?
To pretend like nothing life-altering just happened?
Let me ask you this.
Why rush the miracle?
Your body isn't broken or behind.
It's not ruined.
It's recovering.
It's rewiring.
It's healing.
And that healing deserves reverence, not pressure.
You are not meant to snap back like a rubber band.
You are meant to rise slowly into your new strength.
Of course, you're not who you were before.
And that's not a bad thing.
That's growth.
That's motherhood.
That's transformation.
You don't need to fit into old jeans or chase an old identity to prove anything.
You don't owe the world a flatter stomach or a faster timeline.
You only owe yourself patience, nourishment, and love.
So give your body grace.
Give your soul time to catch up.
Let yourself be in progress.
The goal isn't to get your body back.
It never left.
It just did something extraordinary.
Honor it.
Trust it.
Love it.
You are not behind.
You are becoming.
And you're already whole.