Oh, Baby!

I have taken a bit of a hiatus from my blogging responsibilities with Skirt!.  First let me apologize to all of you who once graciously and kindly, sometimes pityingly, read my blogs and followed me.   You are all a true treasure and I greatly appreciated all the comments and feedback as well as the readership from you all.   And while I may have been incognito for a few months (almost five to be exact), I have still followed quite a few of you here and on Twitter as well.    I have missed you all.

I suppose the question to answer is just where exactly have I been hiding?   Well, it hasn’t been a deliberate act of deceit, but more of a necessary one as my body was just drained both physically and mentally.   I found myself only able to rise out of bed, go through the motions of work, come home, give my husband a kiss and then lie down on the couch to doze in and out of sleep.   It was a very hard and trying time for me as I wasn’t as active as I once was.   My inability to keep up with my normal day-to-day activities angered me which only served to make me moody and thereby subjecting my husband to some unnecessary bashing.  While that bashing was only verbal, it was harmless.  Instead it was my frustrations being projected onto him. 

I couldn’t stand myself for months, even though I knew what was wrong with me and I was grateful for the blessing placed upon me and my husband.  I wanted to continue with my running, hoping to maintain at least that part of my active lifestyle if nothing else.   Unfortunately with each passing day, it was becoming increasingly more and more difficult to get up at 5 am and go for that 3 plus mile run.   I couldn’t even get out of bed to continue with my P90x routine, yet again another torturous frustration for me. 

It didn’t take long for me to confirm that my problems were the fact that I was pregnant.  I actually confirmed this three times with home pregnancy tests as I was convinced that the first one was a false positive, that the second was indeed correct, and then the third one just because it was there and I felt like it needed to be taken.   I have been fortunate in that I experienced perhaps an entire week of morning sickness; however that one week felt like an eternity and to quote the words of one of my girlfriends, a 24 hour a day hangover.   Again the biggest obstacle I’ve had to tackle is the lack of energy. 

I am into my 2^ndtrimester now, 21 weeks today to be exact, and I feel like a whole new woman.  My doctor has told me this is my “babymoon” and I should feel like I once was, Amy circa pre-pregnancy days.   She was correct and now I’m excited to say, “I’m back!”   I can’t wait to talk to so many of you who have already experienced this little bliss of joy and I look forward to sharing my experiences with you all as well. 

It feels good to be back!