The past seven weeks have been the longest weeks of my life. The anticipation, the worry and uncertainty, keeping secrets, trying to be normal. It’s all been so stressful and exhausting.
Finally the day has arrived.
I’m 13 weeks pregnant. Yay. All planned by the way. I just had no idea how this change was going to affect my body and mind. I’ve run marathons, finished a half Ironman. I could do anything. This should be a piece of cake.
Hahaha. Yep, I’m laughing too.
It doesn’t matter what people tell you or what you read in books, magazines and online, each woman experiences pregnancy differently. You can make plans but your body may have other things in mind.
What I’ve learnt these past couple of months is that I have little control over what is going on inside. The only thing I can do is eat healthy, stay fit, relax and enjoy this special and surreal moment in my life.
Now that it’s public knowledge I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I’m happy. J is happy. A new chapter in our lives is beginning.
Am I going to continue running? You betcha.
Along with walking, swimming, weight training, Pilates and yoga.
Everything in moderation of course and most importantly always listening to my body’s needs.
Happy Running!
