This pregnancy has only been a reality for about ten weeks. Last week, I saw my new baby for the first time, thanks to our first ultrasound. I captured that day during an Instagram party, in which I announced the new baby to my followers. I thought it was pretty cute:
This pregnancy feels very different from the first. My friends who have more than one kid have all told me, “This time, it will be easier.” Honestly, I’m having a hard time grasping the idea! I don’t know: Maybe they mean the birthing will be easier? (Praying it will be, Lord!) Because right now, all I can see ahead of me are a busy string of months filled with events, workshops, trying to keep a business afloat, all while ensuring I don’t drive myself insane during this pregnancy.
Today, it was a stressful day. I didn’t get all of my “to-do’s” done, thanks to some unexpected turns of events. I felt like ranting on social media, but instead I turned off my phone for a part of the day and just focused on getting things done.
At the end of the day, I realized I hadn’t done a number of things I’d planned to finishing, but it was OK. I was OK. After processing this hectic day, I came to terms with myself that I am where I need to be right now. I’m pregnant, for crying out loud. I won’t be able to function like an Energizer Bunny for now. I have to be OK with that.
So I’m reminded of the words of missionary Jim Elliot —
Wherever you are, be all there. — Jim Elliot
“Be all there, Martine.” Be all here, wherever my situation has allowed me to be at this point in time.
Where am I right now?
Well, in the thick of the first trimester. I’m dealing with daily bouts of “baby woozies,” because I can’t really call it “morning sickness.” The feeling is a mix of being nauseated all day long, having no appetite for most of the day, and being hit by weird cravings for anything sour or tangy. (Weird, really. My meals today consisted of mozzarella sticks and salsa for brunch, followed by a veggie beef ragout for dinner, and then lots of non-caffeinated tea and lemonade in between. I managed to down some oatmeal cookies before I started feeling woozy again.)
And yet, I’ve decided I’m going to embrace the moment. “Live it to the hilt,” continues Jim Elliot.
If this season is teaching me anything, it’s to make things blissful indeed. I’m finding ways to make work lighter, more organically fit to my newly slow-paced (well, soon-to-be-slower-paced!) preggy life. I’ve been playing around Instagram, for instance, but at the same time growing my brand and meeting new people around the world because of it:
Playing along with #7vignettes by Jen of @interiorsaddict. I gained lots of new friends and followers from this — good for my blog!
I’ve pared down on the number of short-order jobs and am focusing on more high-yield consulting work, so that I minimize meeting hours and time away from my son — not to mention time for myself to rest, eat and get proper exercise during this pregnancy. Busy-holic me had to come to terms with the idea, and I’m loving it. In fact, I was telling a friend online “I’ve slowed down considerably, I didn’t think I had it in me!”
Well, I do.
And I’ll be “being all here” for a good long while. Because when this new baby comes, my world will be turned upside down again, and I’ll have to make it blissful, too!
So, I hope you reading this have gotten something out of this “brain f*rt” today. Yeah, that’s what I’m calling it. Nothing sweet and candy-coated about it, haha! May you have your own revelations today.
Are you like me, addicted at times to the pace of your busy life? What have you done to “be all there,” where you are? Maybe the answer for you is not to slow down, but to shift perspectives? Let’s talk about it in the comments.