I don’t know about you but as I get older time just seems to go by much quicker. Especially now that I’m pregnant, I feel like I don’t have enough time to do anything. I work, I come home and then I pass out and do it all over again. On my days off, I take one of those days to mostly relax because if I don’t, the work week just seems so much longer and my feet start hurting so much earlier. The other day off is for errands and what not like grocery shopping or doctors appointments or simple meeting up with friends. I just feel like there isn’t enough time to do everything we should be doing but at the same time, I need to take care of myself and rest too.
Self-care for me sometimes is about finding that right balance between work and play and rest. If only time would slow down maybe it will be easier to find that balance.
One thing is for sure though, always make time for yourself and loved ones, everything else can wait.
No matter how stressed I am about not getting stuff done, I make sure to spend some time for myself (like taking that day to mostly rest) and spending time with loved ones. I know since I’ve gotten pregnant, we have definitely made more of an effort to see his family more as his family is here and mines not. I’m kind of happy we don’t have to worry about making time for both families. It helps ease a little bit of the stress.
Have you found time to be going by too quickly?
I’ve been trying to write this post for the past couple of weeks but honestly, my second trimester was pretty uneventful.
It started with us telling our families that we were pregnant.
Everyone seemed happy and excited.
Other than that, nothing much happened… Well we did find out the gender but some people still don’t know, so I won’t be revealing the gender on here just yet.
I still had no cravings, at least nothing out of the ordinary. I don’t remember if I mentioned this in my first trimester post but since I’ve been pregnant, I’ve been super gassy.
We did do some baby shopping, which I will go into more detail in another post.
So, I leave you to the rest of my bump pictures.
And than we got too busy and lazy…
Sometimes the only way to take care of yourself is to ask for help.
We made the decision to keep the baby because I always knew that I would if I got knocked up by accident. I just didn’t know how hard it was going to be. My pregnancy really hasn’t been that bad, but I needed the support of my family. Part of me regrets not telling them earlier, but another part is happy that we waited because it was just one more adversity my fiance and I had to face together. It brought us closer together and understanding what each other’s needs were and what we could provide for each other.
I’m grateful to have a partner that is willing to push himself to near exhaustion to make sure that baby and me are okay. I often wish I could do more for him than letting him know that I’m here, cheering him on.
The worries and stress has really been lifted since we told our families. This is why, sometimes, self-care, is letting others know that you need help. For me, telling my family was a huge boost in support. The support I needed, someone to talk to, to give me other insight and feedback. I think telling my family also helped my fiance relax a bit too as they were very supportive and excited. I think telling his family has brought him closer to his family, well at least it’s made him put in more of an effort to meet up with them.
Support is such an amazing way to take care of oneself. So, don’t forget that self-care sometimes isn’t just about doing stuff for yourself, it’s about including others in your struggles as well sometimes.
Who are you grateful for for supporting you through those rough times?