34/365 - First months of motherhood

First couple of months of motherhood were a big haze for me. I wish I could say I remember more than what I see today in pictures and random images like pieces of puzzles, but I would be lying.

I had one mission and that took every moment and every waking breath. The days blended into each other and before we knew it, an awkward Christmas came and went by. I know I took as much joy as I could from those moments, but they were so brief and hard to hold on, they are never enough. You cannot avoid nostalgia!

The baby weight kept coming off. Breastfeeding was making me a thirsty monster and I was drinking water night and day! Before I knew it I had a very different body shape that I did not recognise or liked. 

Growing up I was never in the slim girls group and I did not like my curves. I even remember when the grandma of a friend of mine said in high-school: “I like you Eliza, you have plenty to shed off in case of a nasty cold!”. Back then strong curves was not a thing.

After having the baby, I wanted my curves back! I felt weak and erased so, of course depression kicked in. I was doing the same trips every day, same roads, same shops, same coffee place and barely seeing any non-babbling humans. It was mental!

I find it funny when people tell me that I am slim, partly because of my teenage years and partly because I just adore curves!

Strong, awesome, powerful curves always leave an impression on me and if you are curvy I hope with all my heart you embrace that!

But above all I hope you feel empowered to work on your lifts no matter your body shape, because a strong body is the new trend and that will never change.

You got this!