Low Tide Notes | 0009

We can do hard things! And make them look easy! What a feat!

Mar 13, 2026

A good Friday morning to you, dear reader. (Bridgerton-ish, anyone?)

Junie has slept through the night almost this entire week. My milk production is running low and feels like it’s drying up, which I am kinda bummed about, kinda glad that I won’t have to pump 5 times during the work day.

She’s also playing hookie from daycare today. Don’t tell on her!!

I am amazed at the female body

I’ve said this to probably 18 people in the past week:

The female body is incredible.

I’ve always loved what I could do. I loved experimenting with foods and tracking metrics and adapting and adjusting what I consume to understand when and how I can feel my best, testing and tweaking what that meant for my output in the gym.

THEN 7 LAYERS OF MY BODY WERE SLICED OPEN ON THE OPERATING TABLE TO PULL OUT A 7-POUND HUMAN.

Everyone said, Oof, take it slow. Do not push it. Heal first, and don’t be upset when you won’t be back to where you were before.

What I never heard, even from moms before me, was that I will be back. And I will be back and better. Different? Sure. But they mean different physically, which I think is an extension of the societal pressures women have at all times, baby or not, on how their bodies look.

I don’t feel that different, though... Mentally? Sure. Physically? Well, I definitely need to do more core physical therapy. And stretch more. Probably pick up yoga again. And clean up my diet because somehow whenever there’s a bag of Milanos in the cupboard, they disappear within 24 hours and I’m pretty sure a robber sneaks in and takes them.

So to all the mamas out there who need to hear it: You’ll be back hunnie!!

My gal pal and I competed in Hyrox last weekend. Me, 6 months postpartum, she, 9 months. We were in a heat with a girl who wrote on her stomach “baby’s 1st hyrox.” Tia-Clair Toomey (for all you non-CrossFit fans, she’s the Fittest on Earth™️ 10 years in a row), competed at the same event, pregnant as heck. Another super fit woman was carrying around her 16-month old before her heat, and we shared some niceties about being moms before she literally lapped us at least twice(!!).

The hype of the competition has clearly carried over into my week. I feel PROUD of myself and my teammate. We put in the work. I ran and ran and ran and felt runner’s highs. I loved having something to train for again. A goal to set — and to achieve.

I keep comparing myself to Michael Phelps? He trained so long and so hard to win, and then he did, and then he was like, well, what’s next? I feel that accomplished. lmao.

Anywhosie. Onward and upward! Let us all carry this momentum into the weekend.