One week after we planned (she takes after her mother’s side of the family), Felicity Jean Reaves was born on Monday, July 21 2014 at 11:27 p.m.
I missed running. This was the first time since May 14 that I actually strapped on my running sneakers and heart rate monitor.
I think that the length of human gestation is pretty right-on. I feel like a completely different person than I was 9 months ago, after reading about 100000+ books and talking to other moms, and yoga, and childbirth classes, and meeting with the midwife, and movies, and support groups.
I had all these milestones to think about before the baby got here —this trip to visit family, or my brothers’ wedding, or this project to finish at work, or moving, or finishing the nursery — and now they are all almost done
After many months of looking and many months of waiting after finding the perfect place, our little (growing) family is in our new home.
It’s about time to officially call it: I’m finished running until after Baby Runs is born. The last time I went running was 20 days ago, and the more time that passes, the harder it is to imagine going out again.
No one can do this journey on their own, and it was with a wonderful community of people that I was able to do it. Here’s how I think you can support others, too.
An update on how I’m exercising, eating, growing and feeling as Baby Runs’ impending arrival draws near. Spoiler: the second trimester is not what they promised.
Before I started running, I cared about changing my life and building healthy habits. Of course I was aware of how I looked and how unhappy I was. But I had no idea where to begin. Nothing I did ever felt like it would produce results, at least not lasting ones. I think that’s where a lot of people are — they desperately want change, but they have no idea where to begin.
Who would ever choose that? Who wakes up in the morning and thinks, “I really don’t care about looking great or feeling well. I’m going to make choices that make myself fat and unhealthy today!”