Trimesters that is. Yep, we officially entered the 2nd trimester today. SO, that means that supposedly I'll get all my lost energy back and I'll get that "pregnant lady glow".... not to mention the "pregnant lady belly". Oh wait - already have that one!
Ryan played a couple softball games this weekend for UPS. Riley and I tried to watch one on Friday, but it was too hot, so he and I made a short appearance then headed indoors to the A/C. I found myself - albeit surprisingly - a little jealous that I wasn't able to join the game. I wouldn't trade my son or La Bean for anything in the world. However, I discovered that I was pouting a little bit and thought I was missing out on some fun.
My selfish pity party only lasted for a very brief interval, but I had one just the same and I confess that I am almost too embarrassed to admit it here! But the truth is that sometimes I do miss doing things with my husband - like playing tennis, jogging, even going out to have a beer and watch whatever game might be on, not to mention being able to wear my jeans and look good in them!!
After those fleeting moments, I look at our little guy and his huge grin and my perspective quickly changes.... Now I just look forward to being able to take our kids to the tennis courts, getting a duel jogging stroller, sending the kids to Memaw's for a date night and YES I look forward to getting back in my size 4's and one day it will happen!
My mind wanders in silly directions sometimes. I say again that I wouldn't trade anything for my family. I thank God everyday for them. I don't know why the most wonderful man I've ever met wanted to share his life with me and start a family, but he did. I have so many wonderful blessings that the fact I worry about getting into a pair a jeans makes me want to alternately laugh and then berate myself for being so trivial. But I guess it's all wrapped up in who I am....
But to get back to topic - if I had one... This second trimester I remember was the best one for me with Riley. He was making his presence known by kicking (especially when he heard Ryan's voice) and doing somersaults in my belly. Moreover, I wasn't a beached whale yet and still slept relatively comfortably and could still lower myself to the ground without feeling like I needed a forklift to get me back up.
I have my next doctor's appointment on Wednesday. Looking forward to hearing La Bean's heartbeat!!
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