Thirteen

A little backstory before I go in to the number 13 and it’s significance in my life. My Mom was my best friend, and when I say best friend that stopped at nothing. If we didn’t talk at least twice a day it was odd! She knew every detail and aspect of my life and still does (more on this in the blog post The Hummingbird Amongst) She passed away 2 years ago on June 13th, which was the hardest day of my life, and the hardest years of my life prior watching her hurt and suffer battling a horrible thing called cancer. She was so strong and fought so hard to stay in our world with us. 

So, my Mom was very into numbers and I picked up on this as well. License plates, addresses, phone numbers, there were some that would stand out and have a meaning. A collection of numbers adding up to a certain number. With that being said, 13 has for some reason been given a negative vibe, but for me that is the complete opposite and actually puts me at ease. Before my Mom passed away the number 5 kept coming up and had a significance, well after she mentioned that, we had 5 kittens, which were all born on the 13th, this is when 13 came to be what it is to me today. The first brand new vehicle I bought is a 2013, when I paid it off, I owed $13k on it. My Mom passed away on the 13th, the 1 month of her passing was on Friday the 13th. Our new house we just built has the number 13 in it, when I was pregnant I knew some aspect of his birth would have a 13, he was 7 pounds and 13 ounces. We put an offer on our house on January 13th, we put the deposit down on our puppy on the 13th. There are so many others, but those are just a few. 

Cheers to numbers, especially the number 13.

x0_meagen lea

Postpartum and “Bouncing Back”

No one tells you the reality of pregnancy, and no one tells you what really happens after the pregnancy glow wears off! To put it nicely, it’s a bit of a shock. I thought after I gave birth I would get my pre-pregnancy body back, I would instantly drop all the weight I gained. I would be able to fit into my pre-pregnancy clothes again and be back to my “normal” weight. I guess there is something to be said about it takes 9 months to gain and 9 months to lose it…which is a little disheartening and brutal to come to the realization of. So here I am 6 months into my postpartum journey and still have 10 pounds to loose. This journey has been eye opening and has been a constant learning experience with major ups and downs with my weight, emotions, and everything in between. Going through all of this, I have learned you have to give yourself grace. I have to keep reminding myself, my body was able to bring a life into this world, completely unmedicated in the most natural way possible. 

I started walking again at about 1 week postpartum and gradually made that my daily routine working back into it, I started working out again at 6 weeks, and really went in at week 7 with a weightlifting program. I gained a little weight due to muscle (I couldn’t do a push-up, or a sit up to save my life!) I had no idea how much muscle I had truly lost while being pregnant! Throughout my entire pregnancy I tried my best to stay active, I did a few workout programs up until about 6 months and then walking was about all my body could handle. I knew I lost some of my muscle mass, but man that was rough! After completing a 7 week program and not seeing any weight loss I felt so discouraged, even know I knew it was all muscle and my clothes started to fit better. I think society puts so much pressure on the number on the scale, or the size or number associated with our clothes that we loose focus of the true reason behind working out which for me is to feel good, feel my best, feel confident in my body. 

Another thing no one mentions in the postpartum journey is hormones! So, along this journey it has consisted of many trials and errors! Adding and eliminating things. Although, I am not at my goal weight or my pre-pregnancy weight, my body grew a human a healthy happy human and that is truly all that matters at the end of the day. 

No pregnancy journey is the same, no birth journey is the same, no postpartum journey is the same, everyone’s experience is different,  and sometimes you have to take a step back and say wow, look at what my body created and grew for 9 months! Yes, I am still 10 pounds away from my goal, but at this point in time, my body is stronger than ever, and I know in a few more weeks, I will be in the best shape of my life since I committed to me! So, at the end of the day, stop comparing, stop trying to be someone, or something you aren’t and just be you! And truly that goes for so much more in life than pregnancy. Do it for you, no one else. 

DIY Foaming Hand Soap

DIY foaming hand soap, super simple to make! You can make this in bulk or just individually in a matter of minutes!

Ingredients; 

  • 2 tablespoons of liquid castile soap (I use lavender)
  • 1 tablespoon of fractionated coconut oil
  • 10 drops of essential oils (I do 5 of lavender and 5 of On Guard for extra bacterial fighting purposes)
  • Water

Mix in the first 3 ingredients and slowly add in the water (think of it like you are pouring a beer to avoid foam) I bought some cute foaming hand soap dispensers on Amazon linked here (foaming mason jar soap dispensers), or prior to these I reused old store bought foaming soap dispensers. 

This is the most moisturizing soap and I love the ability to customize the scent!

X0_meagen lea