This week, and last now that I stop to think about it, have been a little chaotic. I have been thoroughly American in my neurotic race to get everything done. Tending to baby shower preparations, running to grocery shop in record time, rushing to get home to a sick husband in hopes to get all of this done before bedtime for Jo. I am left desiring more grace and less speed. I am slowing all of this down to write about something I have been looking forward to for months.
Postpartum jeans. I have not read an article with this in the title and now I know why. This is like saying childcare and nuclear exploding in the same phrase. They do not belong together. After having a baby your body just shifts. There are books upon books written about this miraculous and uncomfortable change so I won’t bore you here. My purpose is tp write about the exhausting struggle to find denim that fits your new body and makes you genuinely happy to wear.
I think it is time I write about this since my baby girl is nearly 8 months old. Wow. 8 months. Every time someone asks me how old my daughter is I give the truth from a place of self-evaluation and instinctively look at my stomach with the eyes of a stranger. Are they judging my waist? Do they think I have ‘gotten my body back’? The truth is, I wish I didn’t care, but I am human and this is one of my weaknesses. Self acceptance is an ongoing journey for me but today is a good day. I love where I am emotional and physically. The scale is a fine number and I am learning to eat a cookie with a smile after a long day. The start to all of this was not so happy.
I decided to start shopping for denim when Jo was roughly 3 months old. I was not adequately prepared for the battle that was about to ensue. Dozens off jeans were tried on, bought, returned, bought in a bigger size, cursed at, and then returned again. This struggle raged on with a worn out shell of a mom who needed a victory. Then I found some real love for this new body and decided to stop pushing myself into a box that hurt. I wore dresses for a little while. I ate well. I began working out. The scale didn’t move but my love for myself grew.
I have continued to shop for denim and have been victorious in finding a denim trend that will serve you well in a fashionable way that leaves your figure all the flattery. This high-waisted pair of seven for all mankind jeans are comfortable, slimming, and give you support where you need it most. Whether you have just had a baby for want the newest denim on your side these jeans are for you.
Who cares the shape or consistency of my mid-section? Goodness I wish I didn’t. Denim isn’t something that will push this thought away, but instead bring it to the forefront of your mind. Make sure to pick denim that is a friend. Thanks for stopping by!
Photography by Shelley Foster