I just wanna run

Today is killing me. It is December 2nd and it is simply beautiful out. One of those days where its cold, but the sun is still out and shinning. One of those types of days that is perfect for a long run. Now I know it isn't right to complain, but today I just feel like it. I am SO grateful to be pregnant and I never would want anyone to think otherwise. Words cannot describe the joy of this pregnancy and how happy I am to be allowed this gift. Lord knows I am not worthy of this honor, but today I just feel the urge to cry. I want to cry because I feel like my body is falling apart. When I started off this pregnancy I was planning on being just as active as I was before. This meant running my 6 miles and doing crossfit. I even purrchased a sweet belly band that would support my growing bump. That changed from the very beginning when I started having restrcitions piled on me from a risky pregnancy. I was told absoutly NO running, lite walking, and no lifting higher than 20 lbs. At first I thought how impossible, my son weighs more than 20 lbs for goodness sakes. Then the thought of a premature baby came in to my mind and I knew there was no choice. This wasn't about me anymore this was about the health of my child. It is hard though to be such an active girl and feeling so wasteful to my very own body. However, with all this being said, my child just kicked me hard in the ribs and put me back in my place. This is what my life is all about right now and I am so grateful to be a moma and holding this new life with me. I do promise you this my sweet banana though the second Moma can run you will get the honor of riding along in your sweet stroller:). I am soo looking forward to spending that time with you!! :)