I've hit the point in this pregnancy when I start realizing that the pounds are going to start a-pilin' on unless I take control of the situation, so I followed the lead of many of my mom-friends and joined the local YMCA.
Not only is it a new building, but childcare is included with your family membership...H gets to play with lots of little kids and I get to work on creating a milkshake that'll bring all the boys to the yard, you can't lose!
Yesterday I took my first ever pilates class, and awoke this morning to find that my butt, lowerback, hips and thighs were all sore (good sore, not injured), but my uterus didn't have even a twinge...sweet, the modifications were successful, and I found a great way to start working on my breathing.
I felt like a school-girl again, going over the class list and juggling my current schedule to see what would and wouldn't fit in. I felt like going out and buying a special Y pencil case (but didn't). Here's to hoping that getting and staying fit will help me fit into that bridesmaid's dress as I'm maid of honor in August, after having a baby at the end of May...bright side? My boobs will be HUGE!
Hoping that humor and sarcasm can get me through this thing they call motherhood.
1 comment:
That's fabulous! I know that my kids would love to play with your kiddo in the childwatch. Maybe we can do a playdate where they play there and we can go to a class.
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