I’m finally regaining my energy. I don’t have to hold my breath at every corner. This first trimester has been a rough one.
Glad I’ve been able to maintain at least 30-45 min daily on the treadmill the past few months though. Exercise has kept my mind off of the nauseousness and reenergizes me. I hope to get back into some light resistance training. I need to get ahead of the jiggles this time around so that postpartum mom bod doesn’t struggle with the bounce back.
Whenever exhaustion washes over me, Ethan is quick to sense it. “Want a massage, Mama?” as he grabs my foot and gives me a 3-second massage. He is the sweetest.
I do feel guilt of course. Not being able to keep up with his toddler energy, running around the house, jumping off couches, asking me to carry him but not being able to for long. Jordan and Ethan have to go to the park without me, hang out with friends without me, go to Target without me. Ethan regularly asks before they leave the house “Is Mama coming?”
But now it’s on to the 2nd trimester and I hope to regain my stride. I owe my son a lot of sweaty sessions at the park in this IE heat.
Crossing my fingers that I don’t need too many afternoon cat naps. Or that I can stay on my feet for a few hours at a time so that I can handle our trip to Disneyland. Or that I can curb these constant food cravings and not gain too much weight too fast. I’ve gotta slow down on those carbs man.
In other news…
Take a peek at Baby Luna #2 at our first ultrasound.
Ethan is so ready to be a big brother.