Folks are focusing on choosing to have kids with the intention of having mini me's. My daughter was an oops and I never had a master plan beyond making it through the day and the kids going to college. I was using birth control, but honestly didn't think I could get pregnant because I didn't menstruate almost the whole 4 years of college.
I got married when I was 24 and had no intentions of having kids. My husband (now ex-husband)had a child from a previous relationship, so he was all set. Four months after we were married, on my 25th birthday, I found out I was pregnant. I was horrified. I swear as soon as that pregnancy test was positive, I gained 8 pounds on my butt and thighs. It was like aliens took over my body. I was hungry ALL the time and all I wanted was cheeseburgers (I hadn't eaten red meat in years and typically don't like any dairy products except ice cream). I was totally stressed out, I was getting fat, and could barely stay awake after work to safely drive home, nonetheless workout. I hated going to the doctor every month; getting poked and weighed. Eventually I felt better and started to workout, mostly non impact stuff like the stairmaster. I remember waking my husband up in the middle of the night when I was 7 months pregnant and telling him that I changed my mind and I wasn't having the baby. I hated all the women that had cute little bellies that looked like basketballs, I looked like a weebull.
I was a tomboy, never played with dolls and never paid attention to my friends that had babies. I was two weeks late with my daughter and just about everything yuchy they could do to you during labor, they did. I started labor pains on a Wednesday night and had her on the following Sunday. After Lindsay was born, my whole world changed, for the better. I was completely head over heels in love with this little girl. Good thing, because she was a high maintenance pain in the butt! But since I never paid attention to other babies, I didn't know that they were supposed to actually sleep and not scream when you put them down. I never knew that I could love someone so much. Twenty months later I had my son, Ian. I always tell him that it was a good thing I was already pregnant when Lindsay learned how to talk, because she would have been an only child. I think she spoke her first words with her hands on her hip.
My body definitely has some permanent wear and tear from being pregnant, but I was always back to a size 4 within 3 months of giving birth. I typically managed to get an hour of cardio everyday and lifted 3-4 times a week. My husband quickly realized that I was in a lot better mood after I worked out. I also work full-time. The most precious commodity for the first 6 years was sleep.
My kids are 17 and 19 and I consider them the best thing I have ever done.
I guess my point, if I even have one, is that you don't know how you are going to feel and it changes all the time.
I got married when I was 24 and had no intentions of having kids. My husband (now ex-husband)had a child from a previous relationship, so he was all set. Four months after we were married, on my 25th birthday, I found out I was pregnant. I was horrified. I swear as soon as that pregnancy test was positive, I gained 8 pounds on my butt and thighs. It was like aliens took over my body. I was hungry ALL the time and all I wanted was cheeseburgers (I hadn't eaten red meat in years and typically don't like any dairy products except ice cream). I was totally stressed out, I was getting fat, and could barely stay awake after work to safely drive home, nonetheless workout. I hated going to the doctor every month; getting poked and weighed. Eventually I felt better and started to workout, mostly non impact stuff like the stairmaster. I remember waking my husband up in the middle of the night when I was 7 months pregnant and telling him that I changed my mind and I wasn't having the baby. I hated all the women that had cute little bellies that looked like basketballs, I looked like a weebull.
I was a tomboy, never played with dolls and never paid attention to my friends that had babies. I was two weeks late with my daughter and just about everything yuchy they could do to you during labor, they did. I started labor pains on a Wednesday night and had her on the following Sunday. After Lindsay was born, my whole world changed, for the better. I was completely head over heels in love with this little girl. Good thing, because she was a high maintenance pain in the butt! But since I never paid attention to other babies, I didn't know that they were supposed to actually sleep and not scream when you put them down. I never knew that I could love someone so much. Twenty months later I had my son, Ian. I always tell him that it was a good thing I was already pregnant when Lindsay learned how to talk, because she would have been an only child. I think she spoke her first words with her hands on her hip.
My body definitely has some permanent wear and tear from being pregnant, but I was always back to a size 4 within 3 months of giving birth. I typically managed to get an hour of cardio everyday and lifted 3-4 times a week. My husband quickly realized that I was in a lot better mood after I worked out. I also work full-time. The most precious commodity for the first 6 years was sleep.
My kids are 17 and 19 and I consider them the best thing I have ever done.
I guess my point, if I even have one, is that you don't know how you are going to feel and it changes all the time.