November 17, 2016
by Paden Hughes
The single best thing about the second trimester was that we were finally able to announce our pregnancy to our family, friends and ultimately the social media world. It was no longer our best kept secret, which meant I no longer had to suffer in silence.
I also was able to find out the gender of the baby in the 1st trimester so that was exciting for us, especially as my husband prior to learning the baby’s gender, claimed it was impossible for him to father a daughter because of the long lineage of men producing males in his family.
Karma of course comes full circle, and I’ll never forget how surprised we both were to learn we were having a little girl.
For all my reading up on “old wives tales” and online blogs, there seemed to be unison in claiming that the hormones of a little girl can more often mess with the mother’s hormones, causing more prolonged morning sickness and other unsavory symptoms. I was beyond relived to learn I was having a little girl, not only because I always wanted one, but because it seemed to justify for me why the first trimester had been so tough.
When things are hard for me I tend to divert to the use of humor to humanize what I’m going through, so our announcement employed humor to poke fun at both the horrors of morning sickness and our surprise at learning we’d be having the first baby girl on the Hughes’ side of the family in multiple generations.
Enter the second trimester. Once the cat was out of the bag and people knew we were expecting, I started to hear encouragements from my friends who were already moms. They all seemed to say, “Well I’m sorry the first trimester was so bad, but thank goodness you’re past all that in your second trimester. It’s smooth sailing now until the 3rd trimester.” Such hopeful words to look forward to experiencing.
I hoped through week 13…14…15…16…17…18…19…20… nothing.
It wasn’t until week 21 where I started to feel my weekly exchange of one symptom for another began to feel like an improvement.
So as I stated, I’ll treat my second trimester in two parts: Weeks 13-20 and Weeks 21-28.
The icing on the cake was circumstantial, but my second trimester culminated in a four day bought of food poisoning from Pluto’s in San Luis Obispo. I’d always heard being sick when pregnant it harder than typical and while food poisoning is never pleasant, this was decidedly worse. I’ll spare you the details.
I was happy to see an increase in my workouts during the second trimester. During the first trimester I only worked out three times per week but throughout the second trimester I worked out on average four times per week.
The biggest change for me during the second trimester with my fitness is that I started to realize I needed to cut out the impact of G3/2 workouts and so by week 21 I had permanently chosen G1 as my fitness level, thankful for the little to no impact programmed into the workouts.
The hardest thing for me mentally in my fitness during this trimester was wrapping my head around my new definition of success. I had limited my movements, modified exercises I used to love and had to accept that I wasn’t trying to make fitness gains. My new normal was simply trying to stay moving and celebrate the benefits of activity. This was a head change that once I accepted made me more content in my fitness.
In the second trimester there were several notable changes I made to my overall activity level:
Looking back I would say that I am thankful I’ve chosen fitness as a lifestyle and not a “if I feel up to it” type of activity. If I had had that mindset, the second trimester symptoms and impact on my activity would have likely made me pick a path of least resistance and not workout regularly. But like the first trimester, I honestly can’t imagine going through the second trimester without incorporating fitness. It was the healthy distraction I needed to keep going.
The best thing about the second trimester was that I no longer needed to give myself pep talks in my workouts, I was surrounded by fellow athletes who continually encouraged me.
Some of the kindest comments were:
It may seem corny to read these comments, but when you have heart burn, your hip flexor is sore and you are dizzy and you hear such encouragements it propels you forward. Never underestimate the power of positivity and encouragement. It got me through my second trimester and bonded me with my fellow G1 athletes. So thank you all for your kindness during a couple tough months.
To those reading this who are pregnant, my encouragement to you is to not let the symptoms you are wrestling with dictate to you whether or not you make it to the workout. Showing up is the first win. Don’t beat yourself up for a mind shift into enjoying your movement versus hitting your fitness goals. Each season in life challenges us to adjust to our changing environment and adapt. I suppose this is lesson pregnancy reminds you of, likely as a pre-motherhood training ground. Finally be kind to yourself. Don’t get on the guilt train, I hear it only gets worse as you progress through life as a mom. Don’t guilt yourself into fitness, give yourself the gift of fitness.
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