I’ve been keeping sort of a big secret for several weeks now…
I will be doing a different kind of “training” this year.
We’re having a baby!
Oh.My.God this is really happening!
The truth is, I had actually signed up for Ironman Lake Placid, but kept it on the DL. I bought the race insurance, hoping I wouldn’t have to race it because I’d be pregnant. I’d be lying if there wasn’t a bit of me that hoped I could still race. Maybe I would get pregnant right after the Ironman? I thought. But then again, there is never going to be the “perfect time” to have a baby. I could continue to race for another year or two, try to get to Kona again, put the baby plans on hold… but then what? Someone once said to me, “You will not look back thinking, I wish I had raced more before baby.” Instead, you will probably think “I wish I’d started sooner.” The thing is, racing will always be there, but I can’t always have a baby. Plus, we had no idea how long it could take, because you never know until you start to try. Lucky for us, the trying part did not take very long.
To our surprise, by the third month of “trying” we got pregnant. I consider us to be very lucky that it took such a short amount of time, since apparently there is so much that goes into actually getting pregnant. Geesh! My entire adult life I had been trying to avoid getting pregnant and actually getting pregnant seemed so… complicated. I was worried that my level of intense exercise would impact my fertility, but my OB reassured me that this should not play a role. However, I was training less than peak Ironman training and was in “off season” training when we got pregnant. I’m 33 years old and I’m sure age was also on my side too.
On a quiet weeknight in December, just a few days before Christmas, our lives forever changed us as a couple – I took a test and it was positive! Since that day, I have been thinking about how I am growing a tiny human inside of me. A teeny tiny human, who is now the size of a peach apparently.
When we found out, I was 4 weeks and 3 days along. This was EARLY. Brian and I didn’t want to get too excited about the pregnancy because it was so early and I know many women who had miscarried before 12 weeks (end of first trimester). So we kept it a secret, between just the two of us, for another 8 weeks. Keeping such a big secret was hard! On the other hand, it was kind of fun to have this be “our little secret”for a little while. As of today, I am 15 weeks along and we have shared the news with all of our friends and family. Thank you to those of you who have shown the love on Instagram and Facebook!
While I’m so very exited, there is also a lot of fear. By reading this, it might seem like I’m not being super positive about being pregnant, but I’m just being honest. Everyone has different concerns when they are pregnant, and these are mine at the moment.
So here we go.