My First Mother’s Day, Part 1

I’ve only been vaguely aware of Mother’s Day and Father’s Day for the past 10 years or so (since I had neither parent to celebrate) and Mother’s Day only because an alumna from my college was responsible for its creation.

Last year on Father’s Day was the day I found out I was expecting but this is my first Mother’s Day and I am honestly so excited about it. Not to make it about me, but because it marks another transition, a big one, in my life. I’m a parent forever now.

For the day, I asked P if he could take care of her in the morning while I did a local sprint triathlon. I did it last year and when the email rolled around again, I found myself yearning for it even though I knew it was potentially a bad idea since I’m still only 3 months postpartum. I haven’t swam, I haven’t ridden my bike in several months, and I’ve only begun running again. But I really wanted to do it and figured worst case is it’d take me about two hours or so. My time from last year was 1:31 so I figured an extra 30 minutes would be a generous buffer plus time to travel there and back and beforehand to set up my transition area and get body marked.

Plus, I’ve come a long way in the past three months in learning how to plan my time with a baby.

The logistics basics:

-Pack everything the day before, not the night before

-Pump up tires

-Find bike rack in garage and put on car (tricky because my stroller is in my trunk and my bike rack makes it hard to move things in and out of the trunk)

-Pick up packet (P is volunteering all day so Mini-Me is in tow and right now is taking a long, luxurious, unexpected nap)

-Prep bottles for Mini-Me’s meals while I’m gone. I’ve been gifted with a bit of an oversupply so I’m able (aka need) to feed and pump. Most of the excess gets frozen but this past week I donated some to a local mom who was struggling.

Day of:

-Top Mini-Me off before I leave

-Bring pump with me, pump before start and after finish

-Return home victorious

 

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