Welcome to the Dias Podcast. My name is Rachel Hollis and I've built a multi-million-dollar

media company with a high school diploma and a Google search bar. Each week we'll share

direct, tangible advice or inspiring interviews with the same intention. These are the tools

to change your life. To celebrate the launch of Girl Wash Your Face, I'm giving all of

our Dias listeners the first three chapters of the audiobook for free. My hope is that

by sharing my honest stories as a working mother, former foster parent and a woman who has

had all kinds of insecurities that it will spur other women to live with passion and take

ownership of their own lives. Enjoy this gift of the first three chapters and if you want

to hear the rest, all narrated by me, order Girl Wash Your Face on Audio wherever books

are sold.

The last week, this wasn't that level of peeing my pants. This was just your regular, I

had pushed all my ladies out of my body drooling. Giving birth to a baby is like a space

shuttle launch. Everything gets destroyed on the way out. Which means sometimes, I pee

my pants! If this knowledge hurts your tenderness and sensibilities, then I'm going to assume

you haven't had bladder control problems and I offer you my congratulations. However,

if my experience makes sense to you, then you probably have this problem too. Which means

you just laughed a little, having experienced a similar predicament.

I was jumping with my boys out back and somebody hollered for me to show off a mid-air

toe touch. This is my only known skill on a trampoline and if I'm going to work up the

gumption to hoist myself onto that spring-loaded death trap, you'd better believe I'm going

to give it my all. One second, I was soaring through the air like one of those extra tiny

gals they launch into basket tosses during a cheerleading competition. And in the next

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