Mid-February. We are curled up on the couch with comforters and coffee. By "we," I mean my daughter and I. She is napping and I am writing. Surreal, I have a daughter. I am a mother.
I still remember clearly all the things I would do "when I got pregnant". One of the main things I was so positive I would do is stay really active and have a fit pregnancy à la Ashley Horner. Then I got pregnant. My reality is that I am definitely not having that fit-excercise-often-do-daily-prenatal-yoga pregnancy that I thought… Continue reading Finding Motivation