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The world doesn’t need another mommy blogger.

It definitely doesn’t need another “fitness” mommy blogger telling ya’ll what you should be doing to drop that baby weight.

I do think the world could use more honesty and transparency. It could use people sharing with one another that life isn’t always a piece of cake but that sometimes, it’s the whole darn thing. So here’s to sharing all the ups and all the downs as I personally navigate fitness postpartum, learn to actually love this incredibly capable body, and try to encourage and inspire my children (and maybe you, too) along the way.

I have no idea how often I’ll update because #momlife, and I have no clue what the content of this will actually be. Let’s just think of this platform as a sort of journal documenting anything and everything that passes through my head. And as J is now crying and trying to grab the computer mouse, I’ll leave it at that for now.

Looking forward to the journey ahead.

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