Climber Chick...
becomes Mommy.
Twenty pounds and a lot more calluses to go before I can look like that first girl again!
Tyler and I first started climbing when we were dating, and I was beginning to get pretty good at it. Then I got pregnant, and a strange thing happened. All of the sudden I was hesitant and fearful of falling (with reason, of course!) and that made climbing very frustrating. Unfortunately I have held onto that feeling even though Lincoln is safely out of my womb. I did make some progress today, though. I flung myself upward to grab a hold, and fell. A few more falls, and hopefully I'll lose my fears!
Lincoln was a trooper again today at the gym. He hung out in his bouncy chair, looking at the colorful wall and cooing until he fell asleep.
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