I log in to Instagram less and less these days, but one of the reasons is that in the past few weeks their algorithm has begun suggesting reels of exercises to lose my “mommy pooch”

Now, I didn’t even know such a thing existed, but apparently it refers to the little bump left over post-baby. Never mind in the 9 months it took to grow it I was told I was “blooming”. Now there’s not a baby in it, it’s clearly a Bad Thing and needs to go, pronto.

Well, with all due respect, fuck off.

#newmum

For breakfast this morning, Paul ordered in a McDonald's breakfast. He'd promised me one after I'd finished giving birth. Why? Well, for me, a McDonald's breakfast is something I always indulge in when I'm getting a morning train back from Paddington to Truro. I think symbolically for me, it's like a representation of finishing one grand journey (which, for me, any trip to London usually is) and then going back to the main journey that is my life... 1/
#NewMum #NewMom #ParentingIsHard