There was once a time when I used to get so frustrated with myself if I missed even one work out - my life was dedicated to my schedule and getting in the gym and lifting heavy and getting my cardio. Gym sessions were easy over an hour each day (this was pre KJ). Balance was not a word I liked to hear because I was certain that balance meant failure.
Now balance is more important than the gym and getting the regimine down.
I have a beautiful baby girl who needs me - I have a husband who needs me - I have a life outside of the gym that needs me. I have friends that need me.
So eventhough I am a long way from where I was when I became pregnant, I am having more grace with myself. I am doing the best I can with the schedule I have. I still get to the gym 2-3 times a week and work out at home when I can and do my best to focus on eating as healthy as possible.
Life changes you - and I think it is a blessing. As where my OCD of certain things is still there - there are many things that I have had to let go of. Im not perfect - but I am also not a failure. I am a work in progress. Until the Lord calls me home I will be a work in progress. Some days are better than others for sure - but that just means when my feet touch the floor the next morning that there is hope for a new day.
Working on a better me is a "one step at a time" and I am blessed to have a husband and friends that remind me that it took 9 months to grow our child... I have to give myself at least that amount of time to get back to where I was... and to not over do it in the process. I am blessed.