Extremely large amounts of energy is required to keep up with the demands of needy children all day, every day. Because of this, it is my personal belief that I burn enough calories from just being mom to qualify as a 30 minute workout.
A man I knew, but not too well, had cornered me at a teacher’s meeting. “You won’t be one of THOSE women, will you?” He taunted. “Those women who have Caesareans? They are just cheating the system. And it ain’t right.” I had ignored the section on Caesarian Sections at my Lamaze Class. I was… Continue reading Diastasis Recti – Why Do I Look This Way?
Working out sucks. There, I said it. I hate everything about working out – the sweat, the soreness, the way I slowly die inside as my muscles burn and every cell in my body screams at me to stop. It is the literal worst. Can’t I just live on protein smoothies and eat 1000 calories… Continue reading Exercise Is the Worst, But I Hate Cellulite