It's been two weeks since the D&C procedure, and I'm feeling 95%. I feel like I have a few more months of just being me, no pregnant body or a ball and chain nursing baby (don't get me wrong, I actually enjoy nursing my babies, the only hard part is, I'M THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN DO IT! When I think back to my 'nursing babies' days, I remember wishing that Mark could grow breasts just to help me out sometimes!!)
I'm looking at this miscarriage like its all part of the bigger picture, and I get a little more time to myself before I subject my body to another pregnancy. For those experienced with pregnancy, it's not easy, and it changes your body. for. good.
So this is my second chance before kid #3 comes along to focus on getting some extra weight off and just being content with my two kids. Sounds easy, right?
I went to the gym today and did some fun classes back to back with a friend. We did a Zumba class first and it was a dancing class, which got my heart rate up a bit and some sweat going. Next was the kick boxing class and I would describe that more like a butt kicking class. Yeah, I was REALLY feeling it half way through. I finished, but felt like I got the tar beat outta me.
Easier said than done.
Here I go. Again.