I woke up at 4 a.m. after having 3 contractions. They weren’t very painful but were more significant than the Braxton Hicks contractions I’d been having for weeks, and were uncomfortable enough that I couldn’t remain laying in bed as they were happening. As I got up I felt a significant change in the amount … Continue reading Delivering Asher
I’m getting pretty sick of the fat shaming; negative body image endorsing posts by those in fitness masquerading as concern. Today, I read a post shared by Cassie Young regarding a fitness trainer reaching out to her via Twitter, after she announced her engagement, to offer his services to help her lose weight for her big day. … Continue reading Fat Shaming is Not Fitspiration
Remember that fitness model that had six pack abs at 6 months pregnant? Yeah, that's definitely not me! Lately I’ve been growing tired of the old “if I can do it then you can do it too” narrative. Truth is, just because they can do it, it doesn’t mean that you can do it too. … Continue reading How are Fit Bodies Supposed to Manifest?
In the 5 years between leaving university and having my first child I lived a pretty sedentary lifestyle. In February 2011 I had my first child, and in January 2013 I had my second child. After having my second child I noticed my belly remained distended postpartum. I had always been naturally skinny, and never … Continue reading Why No Excuses is Ruining Women’s Bodies
Over the last several months I’ve been receiving lots of questions regarding whether I used the Fascia Blaster to heal my diastasis recti, and if I recommend it as a tool to fix the condition. Ashley Black Guru has been promoting on social media how her tool, the Fascia Blaster, can be used to fix … Continue reading Can the Fascia Blaster “fix” Diastasis Recti?
The world may plant alternative facts and tell you it’s truth, but you are the master of your perception.
I’ve always related more to Olive Oyl than I did to Wonder Woman. Wonder Woman had it together. She knew who she was, what she wanted and how to get it. Olive Oyl was a bit of a hot mess. She was cowardly, weak, whiny, and was always getting herself into bad situations which needed someone else to rescue her. She was pretty helpless.
A series of blogs for the broken... There was a time I thought a miscarriage was the worst thing that could happen to me. I prayed it would never happen because I couldn't imagine how I would ever be able to deal with something like that. I knew it would break me. Then last year, … Continue reading The Power of Brokenness
Social media: It's a lot like a family picture. The final product I shared with all my friends was of a happy, smiling family. No struggles, just this perfect little snapshot of life. But that was one picture. And it took us a while to get there. We have a lot more of these … Continue reading Facebook and fairy tales
They asked me what my excuse was. They told me they had kids, a 6 pack and no excuses. They challenge me to be accountable for the way I looked. They told me I didn’t look healthy enough. "So what does it take to have a 6 pack?" I asked myself.