One year later
My baby turned one yesterday. We had a party for her. Everyone fawned over her, and rightfully so. She's adorable and amazing and so loved by our family and friends. I mean, she wore this little glittery party hat for God's sake! I can't even with the cuteness. BUT... she is not the only one who had a pretty momentous day one year ago. I don't need people to fawn over me. I realized the day I came home from the hospital, with a baby on the outside of my body rather than on the inside, that I was no longer the center of anyone's attention. However, that is the topic of another blog post, not today's. Today's post is about how awesome I felt yesterday afternoon, driving home from CrossFit, thinking about the past year of postpartum bulls%*$ that I have endured. I was very lucky with both of my babies and never went through the baby blues. However, I feel like my body went through the wringer. Despite continuing CrossFit training throughout my entire pr
