Back to the point of this post, I was jogging yesterday and thinking back to my pregnancy with Matthew. I had this vision that after he was born I would be this "super mom," totally in control even with a new baby and that I would go for runs daily with my jogging stroller and two dogs in tow. I don't know why, but that's just what I pictured. Well, things didn't exactly go as I'd planned. One very opinionated and out-spoken, colicky newborn and crazy post-partum hormones later, I barely wanted to lay eyes on Owen and Phoebe, much less walk with them, and much much less run with them... poor puppies :( Recovery from delivery, lack of sleep, caring for a fussy newborn, and later exhaustion of working full-time (mom by day, MRI technologist by night) got the best of me. I sort of let go of my "super mom" dreams and was proud if everyone had clean clothes, food on the table, and the house wasn't a complete disaster. Life has slowly but surely been getting back to normal, and as I was running yesterday with both dogs and Matthew in the jogger, I realized that 15 months later, I've accomplished a goal. It's a small one, but still I'm there. Super mom... definitely not, but I'm feeling pretty good about the mom I'm becoming.
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