Well, friends…it has been an eventful month and a half over here. The anticipation, the anxiety, the excitement, and the uncertainty finally unfolded on February 14th. Our Valentine came in the form of an 8 pound baby boy, Thomas Daniel, who is absolutely the love of our lives!
Those who say the first six weeks are the most difficult are probably very accurate in their assessments (or at least I hope so). Being a new parent is definitely not a walk in the park. I have no idea how some people continue working shortly after having their baby, as there are only two words to describe this time in my life: FULL ON! A pink housecoat has been my outfit of choice, and I am lucky to brush my teeth before noon most days. There has been little sleep, intense emotion, and let’s not even get started on the challenges that come with first-time breast feeding. It has definitely been a bit of a roller coaster, but you know what? I wouldn’t change any of it for the world.
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Koala Hat: Jerribecca Hats, Etsy
It’s incredible how such a small human can dictate your entire life. I always knew that I wanted to be a mother, but the moment it became a reality was something that changed me in a way I never knew possible. My heart is so full of love for this little boy; he has singlehandedly filled any component of my life that was otherwise incomplete. I’ll admit that when I’m woken out of REM cycle to his grumbling at 1:30 am after only sleeping for two hours, I am not overly excited to spring out of bed. However, the moment I shuffle through the darkness across our room and scoop him out of his bassinet, I am filled with an overwhelming sense of joy that completely negates all exhaustion. And when he gave me a legitimate, big gummy smile for the first time two weeks ago, my heart nearly exploded and I immediately forgot about every frustration, physical pain, or sleepless night that I’ve experienced thus far.
Besides a few walks, I haven’t worked out since a few days before Thomas was born. Although I’ve lost 21 of 26 of my pregnancy pounds (thank you, breast feeding), I am definitely feeling somewhat Pillsbury Dough Boy-ish. My weight has never been indicative of my waist size and overall body composition, so any weight loss at this point doesn’t necessarily say a whole lot. I am aware that I have plenty of work to do in order to get back into my pre-baby shape. I have moments when I feel discouraged, like today when my shorts still couldn’t button up, but I’m trying not to be too hard on myself. I was able to provide for Bubs over the near 10 months he was growing inside of me, and if that means a soft belly and some decently sized love handles, so be it. It’ll just be about making healthy food choices for myself and baby (no dieting around here) and slowly working my way back into a consistent exercise routine. I wanted to wait until I was ready, both physically and psychologically, and I am finally there!
I intend to maintain a fitness and healthy-lifestyle focus for this blog, and promise that it won’t become ‘all about bébé’. However, Bubs has undeniably become the top priority in my life, so you will surely hear about him more often than not. I’m looking forward to getting back into the groove of everything, with my mini partner-in-crime in tow. Thanks so much for the kindhearted emails and congratulations; I’m eager to share my progress and discoveries in fitness, food, motherhood and life in general with you from here on out.