@redeemedsinner Just had my third kid, and I’m struggling too. You’d think I’d know how to handle this by now but alas here we are. Life happens.
Last month I don’t think I made the gym but three times due to a double ear and eye infection in the baby that put her out of daycare for a whole week. And one of those days, I sat in my car eating chick-fila because I was just dog tired.
Not to mention ever since she was born, I’ve gotten sick three separate times from whatever she had. It’s been challenging.
Aprils a smidge better, weather is nicer so I take the baby and dogs for a walk everyday. Yard is waking up so I’m out there on weekends.
But to top it all off my FIL woke up one day not being able to walk and was diagnosed with stage iv cancer that’s spread to liver lungs and bones. So we’re spending every free moment we can with him now for the limited time he has left. They live two hours away, so it’s exhausting driving to and from.
In the meantime I’m doing my best to eat as healthy as I can. I can’t control what life throws at me but I can control what I eat. So making the best choices seems like the right thing to do.
It brings a whole new meaning to “I get to work out today” vs my younger perspective “I have to work out today.”