First Thoughts of Second Pregnancy

We are so excited for baby no. 2! But just because this is the second go-around does not mean there is no initial shock, excitement, or even fear. I would say the only difference when I found out the second time was that it hit me extremely slow, whereas the first time hit me like a semi-truck.

Some of my first-thoughts when I found out I was pregnant again were:

  1. Can I love another baby as much as I love my first?
  2. Will it be a boy or a girl? Which gender would be preferable? Am I allowed to have a preference?
  3. I definitely want a girl. I haven’t had a girl yet. It has to be a girl. What if I never have a daughter?
  4. My vision of my sisters wedding and my trip to visit family for the 4th of July has officially been altered…Goodbye my sweet champagne…wine…and cosmos.
  5. Oh Starbucks, how I will miss you. But how much money I will save.

Some of these thoughts may be offensive or shocking for others. But I’d like to think that most of us go through these same thoughts the moment we find out we’re pregnant. I felt a sense of guilt that my concerns were loving the baby, the gender, and the fact that I couldn’t drink at my sister’s wedding. But at the same time, babies are life changing…and a women’s life alters completely the instant the see a positive result. In fact, even your body was changing a few weeks before then!

But what I learned now that I am 22 weeks pregnant is this, every mom is scared that they wont love their next as much as their first. That is not a thought to be ashamed of. In fact, thinking that way means you already care, and that’s a great thing. But what we don’t realize is the capacity our heart has to love. And the moment that baby is laid onto your chest, your heart will absorb every part of the baby like it did the first. As far as gender, its already decided. And I can promise you that it will grow on you, even if it isn’t what you imagined. As for the glasses of wine, champagne, and coffee. How great those will taste while staring at you two beautiful children in less than a year…For now, be patient and enjoy the process. Not every women gets this experience – something to keep in mind!

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What I have learned during my first year of motherhood.

“There is nothing more exhausting a rewarding than becoming a parent.” A phrase that I took lightly during my pregnancy. Now, I have been a mother for 13 months and all I can say is oh my gosh how accurate that statement is!

1.) I am mentally stronger than I ever knew I was. I never realized just how long a human-being can go without sleep.

2.) Life used to be easy. I never knew how good I had it. Showering, napping, errands, and even trips to the gym…these daily tasks were SO much easier pre-baby life.

3.) Crying feels so good. The amount of strength a mother has to have for her child can truly stretch her limits. Crying in the shower, in the car, during nap-time…it felt so good. I think we get caught-up in trying to be the perfect mom that we forget that we can cry and feel weak. Sometimes a good crying session (and a nap) is all we really need!

4.) You matter. The biggest battle I faced at the beginning of my pregnancy was keeping my self-identity. You become so fully-dedicated to this newborn that you are completely checked-out of the idea that you are your own person as well. Give yourself that time to relax an extra moment in the shower, spend extra time on your make-up and hair, and buy yourself something cute to wear!

5.) There are a lot of things in life that we make a big deal, that aren’t. It wasn’t until I had a baby that I realized things like a lost pair of shoes, getting a cold, or doing the dishes are the least of my problems. My husband and I giggle together when we hear a random complaint out in public. We always think, “man I wish that was my problem of the week.”

6.) I love and would do anything for my family. Most of you would agree, but there is something about becoming a parent that gives the term “husband” and “children” a whole different meaning. This last year the fear of my husband or child dying in a freak-accident has been immensely on my mind. I think its just me evolving into a mother. The typical worrying mother. But seriously, they are my life and in the last few years they have filled the roles in my life that will be there forever, a husband and a son, and the idea of anything happening to them has become my biggest fear.

 

Heels and Weights Plus One!

Hi friends, family, and bloggers!

My last blog post was almost 8 months ago. For a while I did not know exactly where my lack of ambition and energy was slipping off to-or why. For about a month I felt my passion dissipating. I would consciously try and motivate myself and follow what I preached but I felt caught-up in all of life’s distractions. It wasn’t until about 6 weeks after I let those distractions slow me down that I learned that I was going to become the greatest and most rewarding role yet-a mother.

I always thought the moment I became pregnant I would never have urges to touch fast-foods, sweets, or junk foods. Boy was I wrong. I can not blame it on cravings or pregnancy but I can blame it on the abundance of milestones on my plate. I am currently 7 weeks from my baby boy arriving, 9 weeks from graduating college, and 10 months from marrying the man of my dreams. I have juggled a lot in my life but this is probably the craziest roller coaster I have ever been on. I wouldn’t change it for the world and have enjoyed all the ups and downs-but I am ready to close some doors and reopen others. In 1 week I will be leaving my part-time job to psychically and mentally prepare for our baby. The amount of downtime that is to fall in my lap definitely scares me. I have always had school, track, cheerleading, work, friends, exams, projects, boyfriend, family, and all other aspects of life on my plate. Out of all that chaos sports, work, and school consumed most of my life. Sports ended three years ago, work is ending next week, and school will be finished this summer. I was uncomfortable and weary with that concept-until I decided to look at it in an optimistic way.

This is a time for me to work on me. Yes, a baby brings a different type of workload and lack of sleep into my life but there is still room for experimenting with hobbies and finding enjoyment in the downtime I will have while being a stay-at-home mommy. I have already began creating a post-pregnancy workout plan that I am so excited to get started on. I was very logical and thoughtful of the strain I will feel weeks after our baby is here. I critically planned out 6 weeks of post-pregnancy relaxation and mindfulness of food-intake. After that, there is a circuit portion that leads into a gym membership and weight lifting. The post-pregnancy booklet is well thought-out and the goals are definitely logical and reachable. I am excited to enjoy this time with myself and my baby. I am excited to concentrate on who I am and where I am going. I am also very fortunate to be able to be with my baby and not be forced to go back to work. I definitely plan to take advantage of all this time off and make the most of it. I will be keeping in-touch and sharing my newest journey with you guys: “Post-Pregnancy”.

“When You Can’t Change the Direction of the Wind-Adjust Your Sails”

Love,

London