Jennifer Lawrence Pushes Son Cy In A Stroller During NYC Walk: Photos – Hollywood Life

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Jennifer LawrenceA 32-year old woman enjoyed a leisurely stroll with her seven-monthold son Cy This week. The actress shares the joy with her husband Cooke Maroney, wore a casual outfit that included a long white coat over a maroon top, and dark pants as she pushed her only child’s stroller in the New York City fresh air. Her hair was also styled in two braids and she finished it off with a bright, blue hat New York Jets Baseball cap

The outing comes just one month after Jennifer made headlines for revealing Cy’s gender and name for the first time. The mother of the new baby revealed that her son was named after a postwar American artist. Cy Twombly, who is one of Cooke’s favorite artists, in an interview with Vogue. She also opened up about how she’s been living life as a new mom.

“It’s so scary to talk about motherhood. Only because it’s so different for everybody,” Jennifer told the outlet. “If I say, ‘It was amazing from the start’, some people will think, ‘It wasn’t amazing for me at first’, and feel bad. It was a blessing to have many honest girlfriends. Who were like, ‘It’s scary. Sometimes you might not be able to connect right away. It is possible to not fall in love immediately.’ So I felt so prepared to be forgiving.”

“The morning after I gave birth, I felt like my whole life had started over,” the Don’t Look Up Star, who was born in February, continues. “Like, now is day one of my life. I just stared. I was so in love. I was also in love with all babies. I love newborns. So amazing. They’re these pink, swollen, fragile little survivors. Now, I love all babies. Now I hear a baby crying in a restaurant and I’m like, ‘Awwww, preciousssss’.”

Jennifer, who has been very private about her personal life over the years, also admitted she feels like her heart “has stretched to a capacity that I didn’t know about,” since she’s welcomed Cy. “I include my husband in that,” she said. “And then they’re both just, like, out there—walking around, crossing streets. He’s gonna drive one day. He’s gonna be a stupid teenager and be behind the wheel of a car. And I’m just gonna be like, ‘Good night!’ You know? Who sleeps? I mean the euphoria of Cy is just—Jesus, it’s impossible. I always tell him, I love you so much it’s impossible.”