09/05/2022
๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ ๐จ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ ๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฏ.โฃ
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there I said it.โฃ
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some days I wish I could go back to the way things were before you were born.โฃ
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the days I wasn't constantly needed.โฃ
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the days it was just the 3 of us.โฃ
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the days we could have a date night lasting more than a few hours because it's your bed time and no one else had put you to bed since you've been born.โฃ
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the days Skylar and I could play without baby distractions or worrying about him eating all the little pieces of her toys.โฃ
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the days I could workout whenever and for however long I wanted to.โฃ
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the days I could work with no distractions or pulling of cords or trying to smash the keyboard or preventing you from picking up a DB and dropping it on your baby toes. โฃ
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the days I could sleep comfortably through the night. โฃ
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some days I miss how much more simple life was.โฃ
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but then you run up to me with the biggest grin on your face and dive into my chest for a snuggle. โฃ
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and I remember that to go back to a life with all those things would mean going back to a life without you. โฃ
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and I couldn't go back to a life you weren't in.โฃ
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so instead, I grieve those days knowing that they'll be here again and you will have grown up, and I'll snuggle you a little longer while I can.โฃ
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โฃpostpartum.athlete