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fuckyeahcourtneylove · 3 months
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'the reality of post partum life to the point where Love transcends her fame to become the everywoman.'
courtney 5 weeks + 5 days after giving birth.
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imrowanartist · 2 months
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More Rosie AU doodles 🙌🏼
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cottagedeer · 3 months
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Simon has been really excited for his child to “emerge from their wraps” soon, Simon has been closely monitoring Noxis and keeping them as comfortable as possible. He cannot wait to be an excellent parent to his and (Gol)Betty’s child.
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I’m backkkkk!!! And no longer pregnant 😌😌
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doulayogimama · 6 months
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Hey everyone!
I’ve come to the end of my LC + PP Doula course and the final requirement is volunteering to help two families who are either about to have a baby or who just had a baby within the last 4 weeks.
If you or anyone you know fits into this criteria and you think they could benefit from Zooming with me to chat about whatever they want (when to breastfeed and why, what thrush looks like, when to reach out to a local LC for lip or tongue tie evaluations and referrals, someone to chat about statistics re: circumcision vaccines etc) I would genuinely love to help them and give any insight I can 🙏🏽
If they happen to be in the Miami / NYC area, I’m also happy to meet up IRL!
Would really appreciate if you could like, reblog this post, and spread the word. I’m offering F R E E counseling to any new parents ☺️🫶🏽
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aleesabella · 1 year
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IG/ niykeeheaton
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dazedasian · 1 day
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https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1vtMLLOzuc6GpkFySyVtKQOY2j-Vvg0UsChMCFst_WLA/htmlview?fbclid=IwAR2TMa4XNm-yEQ3dYq0nbGzBZGc8civQ4woVeUuJD47cXtC6WatQbRlIgM0#
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prettywhenyoustarve · 4 months
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Okay, I can’t do this.
At the height of my ed, I was around 90lbs. I made a semi-full recovery and got up to 135. I was happy, confident, and mostly okay with my body. Although I relapsed quite a few times because, let’s face it, having an ed isn’t something that ever completely goes away, I always managed to bring myself back out of it and continue functioning like a normal person. When I got pregnant, I started having extreme body dysphoria the further along I got. When my son was born, I was 30lbs heavier than my pre pregnancy weight, had a ton of loose skin, stretch marks, hip dips, and every part of me just seemed wider. Having a history of anorexia left me vulnerable to relapse once I realized my body wouldn’t just “snap back” to normal after birth. And I did relapse, hard. It made me a bad mom. Time I could’ve been spending with my baby was spent obsessing over my weight, counting calories, body checking, and abusing myself in ways I haven’t since I was at my lowest weight. The last six months, I’ve hated myself, hated how I looked, hated that I was struggling with an eating disorder at my age, and HATED that my son wasn’t getting the kind of mother he deserves. So, I decided to change my mindset. I may not look how I did before, but my body did an incredible thing; it carried my baby. It allowed me to bring him into this world within minutes when he went into distress while I was in labor. It healed from a physically traumatic birth. It functioned on no sleep and complete neglect of my personal needs during the first month of his life. This body may not be the same skinny, “pretty” one I had before pregnancy, but THIS body gave me something I can’t imagine my life without now. I have the body of a mom, and it’s beautiful in its own right. I’ll continue trying to lose weight, but in a safe way. I won’t let my obsession with thinness consume my every thought and cause me to be less present with my son. My weight is the last thing deserving of my attention.
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coline7373 · 11 months
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Dawn by Serie11
Summary:
Obi-Wan had thought of many possibilities, of what his and Cody's life after the war would look like.
A child hadn't been among them.
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imrowanartist · 4 months
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Last Line Challenge
Rules: In a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or however many you like).
Been a while since I did one of these, phew! Thanks for the tag @to-a-merrier-world!
Since I’m still neckdeep into the Rosie AU, have a line from a snippet I started today:
Searching Kyle’s eyes for permission first and receiving it with a slow blink, John then leans forward to place a kiss on the soft bump that still graces Kyle’s lower belly.
“I think you’re fucking gorgeous,” he mutters against his partner’s skin.
Tagging @narcissosbythepool @frostbitebakery @ilikemymendarkandfictional @kaar-ne
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heartfucksmouth · 9 months
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I slept a lot today but still felt awful mentally. I'm lonely in a way I can't describe. I just want to be held by Myles but also checked up on by people who say they are my friends. I wish someone would come visit me bc leaving the house can be really overwhelming with any newborn, let alone while struggling with sinking mental health.
maybe the loneliness I feel is more of a sense of isolation bc I know the people in my house (minus myles) won't and don't understand what's happening to me and I'm very private about my emotions anyways.
Aidan slept on my chest for more than 2 hours this evening and I put off going to bed bc it felt so comforting. he grabs the short baby hairs at the nape of my neck and holds them to fall asleep and I can't help but love every tug on them bc it seems like I make him feel safe and secure in those moments. they're so different than the moments where he cries and squirms and it seems like nothing I can can will soothe him. and then myles or Marsha takes him from me and he immediately quiets down. I know I shouldn't take it personally, but my brain is my enemy with this fucking depression, so it jumps on those moments as fuel to beat me down.
there are so many feelings that I experience each day... I just wish I had someone to validate them. but I'm also terrified of being that vulnerable again.
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no-soy-buena · 10 months
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El día que me convertí en madre fue el día más lindo de mi vida, pero debo admitir que desde entonces no me encuentro… pero sé que valdrá la pena, por ti mi princesa hermosa
Att: tu mami
Para: Violette❤️
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xblackreader · 1 year
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Angst one shot for Attoye Fics ❤️‍🩹
I listened to this song while writing, so maybe you can listen while reading!
“if you do fall apart and the pieces of you scatter around the world. Whether my bones break on the journey or my mind goes blank at the sights, I will try to fix you.” - attuma
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lunar-goodness · 1 year
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Baffles me how little men understand or are willing to understand about what a womans body goes through during the process of being pregnant and giving birth. I am not a mother, I do not have kids and have never wanted them. I was talking to this guy about it and he was absolutely shocked when I told him if I ever got pregnant I would get an abortion because it’s not just about not wanting kids, it’s about not wanting to put my body through all of that. And he was just downplaying everything that I was telling him saying it probably wasn’t that bad. At one point I said I’m not mentally stable enough to have a child and this man had the audacity to say “well you never know maybe having a baby would make it better” ………..WHAT? I wanted to smack him I was so flabbergasted, but all I said was that it would be really shitty of me to test that theory out on that kid just for it to in fact get worse. Some men really only see us as vessels, an object to put their dick in and pop out children. What the fuck?
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naughtynatthebat · 10 months
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My happy boy, my sunshine. My purpose ♥️ 💛
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