I thought it was so badass keep running up until 40 weeks pregnant, and then it would be so much easier once I wasn’t carrying this huge fetus. But now, the weight manifests itself when I try to leave her.
I’m a big believer in logging all your exercise. If only because when I write it down and see it all added together, it makes me feel really, really good about myself.
This week I put the last of my elastic-waisted, ruched-shirted pregnancy wardrobe away.
Even while my infant daughter is literally strapped to my chest right now almost everywhere we go, I’m constantly thinking about how to help her grow up into a resourceful, independent, confident woman.
I went for my first run after giving birth on Sunday, a day shy of Felicity’s five-week birthday. Other than the due date run, I really hadn’t run since mid-May.
This post actually was meant to be the three-week post. It lived in a scratch notebook for a week and I didn’t get a chance to start working on it until today. So here is my three-week picture. I’ve been about the same weight for the last two weeks, 172- 18 down and 15 to […]
Some things ended up just not being that important. Others are things you can wait on until you need them.
The things on this list were things that we sort of had, or only got last minute that ended up being *essential* after we came home from the hospital. Especially number two.
It’s amazing how rapidly your body undergoes a transformation over the nine months that you are pregnant. And then, how rapidly it transforms again after you give birth.