When I was pregnant with Luke, I was anxious for the 2nd trimester because everyone told me it was the honeymoon trimester. But I never felt it. Maybe it was because I started back to work at 15 weeks with him (my first trimester encompassed summer vacation), but I never got that surge of energy that everyone promised.
But this time around? Oh hell yeah, I'm feeling it! Maybe it's because I was sicker this time, or maybe it's because I've worked this entire time, but I'm definitely feeling good. Not at this exact moment, because it's Monday and Mondays are the devil, but on Saturday? Instead of napping, I cleaned! My house was already (shockingly) clean, so I dusted. I used Pledge. I cleaned in ways that I don't normally clean. I'm not living up to my slogan here! Housework is supposed to be my Kryptonite, and it has been for as long as I've been me. I'm still in bed by 10, but it's not a bone-numbing exhaustion.
I feel motivated. I'm cleaning, I'm driving Shane crazy by having him hang pictures and new curtains. I'm getting ready to remake our guest room into a Thomas-themed room for Luke. I'm exercising, which is something I never, ever did while pregnant with Luke. And okay, something I rarely ever do while NOT pregnant, but yesterday, I did so much Wii Fit boxing that my arms are sore. I even jogged a mile and a half! I don't know who this pregnant woman is and what she's done with ME, but I'm loving her.
**Anyone who can identify what book the "word" motor-vation is from is totally my new BFF.