But I have to say this pregnancy has been really really hard. I love all my children and am blessed beyond measures that God has chosen me to be the mom of another baby boy. But the past few months have been really hard. My normal outlet for stress is to exercise, or worse food. But over the past few years I've turned to exercise to help funnel that stress. It's what helped me get through all of the struggles with Kaylebs pregnancy and definitely what helped me get through all of Kaylebs medical issues. I know for a fact had I not used that as my outlet I would have gained an extra 30-40lbs with all that time in the hospital.
With that being said not beig able to workout during this pregnancy has been one of the toughest things I've ever encountered. I don't need anyone to tell me that the end will be worth it. I know that and I don't lose sight of that. BUT I also know that exercise is my stress reliever, my anti depressant, my anxiety drug. It's the energy that gets me through the day. It may sound crazy to some but it's the best drug I could ever take. So because for almost 5 months I haven't had that drug I've been in withdrawals. At first it was ok I was able to make due, but here lately it has been eating me away. I am literally counting down the days until little man gets here just so I can get my drug back. That may sound selfish to some; but I know that when I exercise; I am a happier person, I'm a better mom, wife, woman and so much more. So I feel like I have been failing these past few months, (pregnant woman are always emotional), but I haven't felt like a good mom or a good wife, I can feel myself snapping quicker and being exhausted (yes I know in I'm pregnant but I mean just mentally zoned out). My therapist tells me that I hold myself to a higher standard and have high expectations for myself and that may be true. But at the end of the day that's not going to change. I know what I expect myself to get accomplished and when I don't I know it fuels the depression/anxiety/unmotivation.
I know that many look to me for inspiration, I hear it all the time and honestly that is what has helped push me some; but sometimes it's just not enough. I know many of asked why I haven't been posting as much motivational stuff; well here it's. I just haven't felt like I have been motivating to myself, let alone anyone else.
I say all this to hopefully reach someone out there who may be going through something similar (you don't have to be pregnant to be in a funk). I may only have 6 weeks or less until this baby gets here but I REFUSE to continually feel like this. I have the choice! It's up to me what that choice is going to be; do I continue to live in this rut or do I pull myself out step by step. I've decided in going to do the latter. Tomorrow is a Monday that means it's my chance to start off fresh, to have a do over and I'm going to take it! I know I have not only my family counting on me, but I have my team and my challengers who are looking to me every day to lead them and motivate them and I want to be that great leader. I know that God places us in situations to test us; it's up to us whether or not we want to to turn that test into a testimony.
Not sure who I'm speaking to but God laid this on my heart to write out and so I just let it flow! Sorry for the vent.