Becoming a mom is a beautiful, amazing thing.
It’s also really scary and really hard.
That’s why mom friends are amazing. They just get it. A good mom friend isn’t there to judge; she’s there to celebrate the good times, commiserate with the bad, and offer her own stories that make you feel a little saner.
I’m lucky to have a few really good mom-friends locally. There seems to be a baby boom within my circle of friends and I’m a-okay with that. It’s funny, a few years ago we were all IRONMAN training, texting daily about workouts, and meeting before work and after work to get in two-a-days.
Now, we’re still texting daily, but our conversations look a little different (is this normal? when did they start this? is it wine o’clock yet?). We’re also meeting for workouts, but now we’re toting our strollers instead of riding our bikes. And our faithful Garmins? Who needs those? Our littles have no problem letting us know when our time is up.
Also, no need for those 5am wake-up calls. Workouts revolve around the babies’ schedules. Our weekly strolls roll out after 9:00am, just in time for the first nap. We favor walking over running, stick to a shaded trail, and the 3-4 miles we’re out there fly by thanks to the almost pure baby-themed conversation. It’s a mix of therapy and exercise, just as it should be.
Seriously, our weekly strolls is my new favorite thing. It’s the motivation I need to get out of the house on a Saturday, and I really do miss our old crazy workouts. Okay. That’s a lie. I don’t exactly miss those 6 hour training rides, but I do missing spending so much dedicated time with my friends. Maybe one day we’ll figure out how to juggle multiple weekly workouts again, but for now Saturday morning is just fine.