I questioned whether or not I really wanted to write this post after being encouraged to do so by a few friends. Having celebrated Thomas’s first birthday two months ago, I’ve been thinking a lot about the crazy changes a woman’s body endures from pre-pregnancy to the pre-natal journey to the aftermath. Our bodies definitely get thrown for a loop, no matter how fit or healthy we are.
Last Thursday (October 30th), I was simply going about my day. Doctor’s appointment, cleaning/running errands, publishing a blog post, and going through the motions that come with being a current SAHM to a 20 month old. By mid-afternoon, we were both getting a little restless, so I decided to make a quick trip to the gym for a walk on the treadmill, some light stretching, and to let Thomas run around with the kids in the childcare centre for an hour. Little did I know, our average day was about to get a lot more exciting.
It’s a little late in the game, but I’ve been awa from blogging for a bit and haven’t written much (if anything) about how my current pregnancy with Bubs the II is going. I’m currently sitting pretty at 33.5 weeks. Well, more like ‘sitting uncomfortably’, if I’m to be accurate in my description. It’s not a particularly momentous milestone week, but I figure that I might as well reflect a bit while I have the chance. Hard to believe that I only have about 6 weeks left in this journey. I should probably get my act together and start thinking about packing a hospital bag at some point, but with this second pregnancy, I have become a bit a lot more relaxed in the whole “labour and newborn preparation” category.
