Been Busy Gonna Be Busier and a Lot Happier
This school year has me constantly trying to keep my head afloat. It’s been the busiest year too date in my 6 years of teaching. I’ve had to quit a lot of my school committees/obligations that I just can’t find time for. My workouts have lessened to 3-4 days a week. Part of me cutting things out of my schedule has been to find the balance between busy and happy. There was a large chunk of time where I was working on my resume and actively searching for a new job. I had a few vent sessions with some trusted colleagues. Honestly this year has been rough. Once I started cutting things out and using that time to focus on me (coloring, jigsaw puzzles, reading books) I felt like I could keep with my job. Honestly I have the best team and supportive admin. I don’t know if I’d be able to find all of these perfect combinations in one job anywhere else. So I stay, I try to focus on making things fun, and giving myself some down time.
Right now, winter break, all I’ve done is have me time. Two weeks straight lying on the couch catching up on my shows. I’m totally Rick Grimes obsessed right now. I watched two and half seasons of TWD within a few days. I’m not normally this lackadaisical, but cooking up another baby has me exhausted and pukier than ever. We’re very excited, and Logan keeps talking about the baby in mommy’s tummy. I’m pretty sure he’s convinced it’s in my belly button. He tried feeding the baby a Capri Sun. It was quite a sight.
While we’re thrilled, this pregnancy is much different than the first go-around. The first trimester with Logan I would be nauseous if I ate and dropped a lot of weight. This time I am constantly nauseous, and eating is the only way to lessen the nausea. I eat every hour. While I wish I could say it was healthy; food like meats, veggies, and basically everything makes it worse. I’ve been living off of bagels, plain pasta, and bread. I’m struggling to get any fluids in me. Each week the liquid my body will keep down changes. Water is always a guaranteed puke element. I feel miserable. Curling up on the couch is the only thing I can do. I feel terrible for Logan because I can’t get up and play with him. I’m so thankful for the amazing hubby I have. He makes me food every time I need it, does all of the bedtime routine, and cleans the house. I was hoping to have a fit pregnancy this time around, but right now that is a joke. I tried going to the gym a few weeks ago, about week 4 in my pregnancy, well 1 hour there took me two days to recoup from. I slept 11 hours that night and 13 the next. Second trimester *fingers crossed I feel better* I’ll be in the gym and eating healthy. My goal is to stick with the 21 Day Fix meal plan and bump up the calories to the next track.
We still have a lot on our plates other than the new baby. We’ve sold our house (right before Christmas because the holidays aren’t stressful enough) and are hunting down our next abode. I’m getting ready for IEP season. Logan is quite the almost-three year old with more energy than the Tasmanian Devil. In four weeks, I hope to be on my feet and back on my game. There’s a lot happening, and hanging on the sidelines kinda sucks.