My boys are trying to figure out who they are each day at a time. It is an incredible thing to watch a human grow right in front of your eyes. You see them take the first breath, the first bite, the first laugh, the first step, the first failure, the first rebellion, the first
It’s 2013, and I’m three months pregnant with my first baby. One of our wedding “Give the couple advice!” (from two years earlier) postcards spontaneously shows up in our mailbox. I curiously turn the picture of us dressed up in our wedding clothes around to see who had decided to write a message all these months later.
Working out made me miserable. “Running makes me feel so happy.” I called bullcrap to that and everyone who said it. Running, or any other exercise (besides tennis…tennis is good) makes me feel annoyed at my lungs in the moment and mad at my legs the next day. I tried everything. Lifting, zumba, running, classes, outside routines, gymnastics