The Nest

The Nest.
Reba Tappan
Reba Tappan writes The Nest blog. She is mom to an adorable little boy, who she enjoys pushing in the stroller around her neighborhood with her husband. She writes about life as a working mom and the constant pressure to get that pre-baby body back.
It's time to let go of the fear of missing out and just do what you need to do for your own happiness and health.
I know you’ve heard these sayings a million times over: “Time flies,” “Cherish these moments,” or (my favorite), “You’ll never get this time back.” They taunt my anxiety, dance along well with my mom-guilt, and play an occasion chess match with my professional career-driven complex. I am exhausted from the onslaught of overwhelming advice that I need to drop everything that personally serves me in...
Taking a nap is sometimes necessary - take care of yourself mama.
Don't Forget to Take Care of Yourself It’s different. I will be the first to admit that I was, in a health way, selfish before we had our baby. I wanted my time, my career, and my husband all to myself. We traveled to different countries, skydived, laid in the sun on some island beaches, and then – we had this wonderful, insanely energetic, and all-encompassing human that my husband and I want to...
Baby jail may seem endless, but I love it here.
Oh, the things a person purchases thanks to Amazon Prime. My ordering once got to the point that I was racing home before my husband so that I could sneak the wonderful packages inside and put them away. And when he would ask, “When did we get that?” I would simply reply, “We’ve had that for years.” He is not at all a shopper and the only reason he goes anywhere near a mall is to shop at Cabela’s....
My pump has become my confidante, the reason I slow down and take a few minutes to breath and refocus at work.
It’s a tale as old as time; a classic love story; and a remarkable account of how I fell in love ...with my breast pump. I fought it at first. I didn’t want to give in to the pump. It represented going back to work and spending hours separated from my baby. It was the next step in the journey, but I wanted maternity leave to last a lifetime. My breast pump is the most glorious, awful, and oddest...
Take it easy on that post-baby body - she has feelings, too!
Here I run on the treadmill, breathing rapidly with a mixture of anxiety (because I couldn’t find my “better” fitting leggings) and pure exhaustion. I’m beginning another year of New Year’s resolutions, and you can probably guess one of them – get back into a workout routine. If there was a conversation had between my disillusioned self and my post-baby body, it would go something like this:...