I don’t know if it’s just me but something happens between the last hours of pregnancy and the first hours postpartum where my brain moves from “I love my bump” to “I need to get rid of this bump asap”. Even though I just grew an entire human for 9 months and then delivered him/her through my body, it somehow no longer seems cute to still look 6 months pregnant once the baby is here. One of the most difficult things about my postpartum body has been giving myself and my body the same grace to do the work to get back to its pre-pregnancy state as it did to get me, my baby. Belly binding was wonderful help in my postpartum recovery journey.

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