Catching a moment

I just read a great blog post about things you swore you would never do before you became a mom. I always knew at some point I would eat a lot of my “never would I ever” words (after all, we are all the “perfect parent” before we actually have kids, right?)  When I was pregnant, I used to get up at 5:15 every morning for work.  Especially near the end of my pregnancy, I used to long for maternity leave to start because it would seem like a vacation compared to working 40 hours a week and commuting to and from work and never sleeping due to pregnancy aches and discomforts. After all, how much time could it take to care for a baby? Don’t they sleep most of the time anyway?

Yep, definitely eating my words. It’s really exhausting. We just started going longer stretches at night, which has been a godsend. It’s like babies know that just when you can’t really take the exhaustion anymore, they decide to sleep longer. I’m pretty sure Kate has the upper hand in this relationship.

In other news, I’ve been back to running quite regularly this week. On Sunday, I picked up my annual new pair of running shoes:

Unlike previous years, I actually had a choice in color this time around: teal or pink. Naturally, I went with pink. Gotta live a little.

My second week back to running class proved successful. I ran 5 miles total, doing sprints uphill and then sprint intervals toward the end. It’s still difficult (which it should be!) but I can already tell it’s benefitting me cardio-wise. My “long runs" are getting longer (2.5 miles on Monday) and I should have no problem racing when it comes to my first 5k in March. And in even more exciting news, next week is my 6 week postpartum appointment where I will hopefully be given the all clear and I can start personal training for six weeks. It would be great to be back at my pre-pregnancy weight by the time I return to work. Speaking of which, I dropped 1.5 lbs this week so at least the scale is starting to move in the right direction!

All that said, just as things start to settle down, I start back to work next week. I’m so grateful that I’m starting back part time. Some days, the lack of sleep really catches up and I don’t have much patience. I’m not sure I would be able to function fully like this, and I want to do well at my job. Additionally, the husband accepted a new position at another company and I know those first few weeks of a new job are hell with longer hours and stressful to boot with a huge learning curve (pretty sure I remember coming home in tears the first week of my new job because it seemed so overwhelming. Now I LOVE my job and can’t imagine not doing it!) So part time really is going to be a huge blessing for us as we make another transition in the next few weeks…