Gonna be a fit mommy

We have hit week 30, where Isaiah's milestones include being the size of a cabbage (where my 80's kids at? I have a Cabbage Patch Kid!), developing his eyesight, brain is growing, and his red blood cells are forming in his bone marrow. No wonder I'm so tired - growing our little guy is a lot of work.

I have kept up with my workouts, but not as vigorously as before, and sheer exhaustion some days has made me skip entirely. When I don't go workout with dad - still weight lifting - I try to do my prenatal yoga video at home. I would love to get up at 5:30 every morning and do this before work, as it's harder to get myself to do it at night, but even getting out of bed is tough in the mornings.
I have had a few people tell me that once I have this little munchkin, it is unlikely that my body will go back to what it was. I am expecting some change, like maybe my shape not being totally what it was before he was created, but I refuse to hold onto the baby weight forever. Thankfully, I have only gained about 18 pounds with this pregnancy, and all of it has been in my torso. I have an excellent cheer leading squad in my family and non-blood sister, so I have no doubt that I can not only lose the pregnancy weight, but also continue on my goal to flat abs. I will have those!

In order to cheer myself on, I have created a vision board. I plan to hang this on the closet door or bathroom door (haven't decided yet which, but the closet sees much less humidity) so I see it every day. I also plan to display the dress I'm working my way back into prominently in my closet as extra inspiration.

Thankfully, I was able to beat Gestational Diabetes, but only by 2 points. I'm pretty sure that was my exercise fairy kicking me in the butt to remind me that just because I can eat junk doesn't mean I should. I'm trading in my cookies for celery with peanut butter, my candy for carrots with avocado ranch dressing, and my brownies for fresh fruit. There's fish in our freezer again, healthier meals on the meal planning docket, and I have kept up with my daily shake (which is probably why the little bugger's measuring 2 weeks ahead of where he should be). My plan, once he arrives, is to put our ergo carrier or stroller to good use, and go for walks around the neighborhood. I also plan to continue with my prenatal yoga, as it's gentle. Once I'm cleared by my doctor for more strenuous activity, it's on...

I don't want to be the mom that is sick all the time. 

I refuse to be the mom that can't keep up with her child.

I will be the mom that can not only fit in her pre-pregnancy clothes, but rock them.

I will be the mom that will be able to rock a bikini while chasing after her toddler on the beach. 

Don't believe me? Don't think I can do it? Good - you're added motivation. To you I say, watch me!