I'm a newish mum to a 9 1/2 month old. I hung up my shoes when I was 5 months gone but over the last few months I have started to get back into it.
I'm not fast or amazingly fit, I am 2 stone overweight but I am so pleased I am back out there.
It was hard to get going again but although it's hard, every time is pure bliss. No tears or tantrums just me and my time. After the first five minutes of can I / can't I do this run today I suddenly have a wave of ooohhhh peace and start to look around at the fields, trees, puddles and listen to nature all around me.
When I'm close to an arguement with my long suffering, nagged to death, husband now I try my best to go for a run and quite often I get back and the row doesn't blow up.
I never realised how hard it would be to be a mum and I must admit very naive about it all. Every minute of the day seems to be accounted for but I seem to keep my sanity by getting out for my runs. I think my husband loves it when I go out as well as when I return I'm always a lot less stressed and feel so proud of myself that I forget how cream crackered I am.
Oh well better get some kip.
If there are any other mums or dads who want to vent please join me on this thread.