Hmm…what is being one year postpartum really like you ask? Well, as I’m writing this post, I’m on my second cup of coffee, my eyelids are drooping, and I’m not wearing any pants. I’ve been up since 5am and I’m tired. Like, not your average, “haven’t been getting enough sleep the past few days and work has been busy,” tired. I mean “haven’t slept through the night in a year or washed my hair in nine days, can’t remember the last time I ate, showered, or had an hour alone” level of tired (***side note: if this is you and you’re still in your fourth trimester, then check out this post). But you know what? I’ve also never been happier.
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