Through blood, sweat and tears, you push your way through the most excruciating pain in your life ..... to only encounter the most wonderful outcome ..... eventually ....
(I cannot believe I'm going to post these photos, but this is my therapy, right?!)
Right now, I'm in the "maternity leave" stage of the process. I'm ready to start my new life, but can't. I'm pretending that this is my new life. And, it isn't. I'm doing what I can do to survive and taking it day-by-day. I've lost sleep (but, am sooo over that!). Uncontrollable circumstances are causing me to be out of my normal routine. I am happy and excited to move on, but am exhausted at the same time.
I'm using my running, just like I did after my second pregnancy ... to bounce back. To do something for myself. Something that makes me feel good about myself. Something to blow off steam and frustration. My running helps me set goals and makes me do what needs to be done to achieve them.
Those babies eventually grow up. They mature. They learn. I am growing up, maturing and learning, too. This process has been amazing and I am learning so many things about myself every single day. Oddly enough, it has all been a blessing. Just like those babies.
Every day may not be good,
but there's something good in every day.
Happiness is an attitude.
We either make ourselves miserable,
or happy and strong.
The amount of work is the same.
The past can't see you,
but the future is listening.