Don't get me wrong, I've been doing well. Pregnancy has been fairly kind to me. We've had a couple of scary moments here and there (placental abruption? no thank you) but overall things have been going smoothly.
It's interesting to me how people respond when they see me doing some of the things I do. For instance, when I performed with my demonstration team on Saturday, I got an absurd number of comments. Some were "Way to go!" comments, but many of them were more along the lines of, "I can't believe you're still doing that!"
I get similar remarks almost every day at the studio. Moms will come up to me and say, "Wow, I can't believe you're still teaching at this point..." or "I can't believe you're still able to [kick, do forms, etc]."
Of course, there's the opposing side, too. My boss will be the first to tell you that she was teaching aerobics and playing intramural softball nine months pregnant. To her, it's totally normal for me to be doing taekwondo a few weeks out from delivery.
After all that, here's my point: pregnancy is a powerful thing. Sometimes it feels completely debilitating. But for me, personally, when I really stop and consider my condition, I feel totally empowered. An entire new person has formed from nothing inside of me. He kicks and wiggles, and very soon, he will cry and coo and poop and smile and it will only get more exciting from there.
Yes, my body is awkward right now. Yes, I am often uncomfortable. Yes, it can be frustrating not to be able to do so many of the things that I am accustomed to doing. (Touching my toes? Jumping? Rolling over in bed without moaning?)
But I am making a human. A little person whom I am so incredibly excited to meet and introduce to the world. It is with that end in sight that I press through the next few weeks, torturous though they seem at the outset.
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