Taking care of myself occupies much of my grey matter. Nothing is automatic. After 30 weeks, I still record what I put in my mouth and how much I move or don't move. Exercise has been particularly challenging with appointments, meetings and graduate classes. Exercising an hour to two hours most days has been taxing, so I am trying to temper my efforts without compromising my health, habit or cumulative efforts. I must be flexible.
Even though I have been on similar journeys before toward regaining my health; I am still learning. This time must be different. I am running out of time. I can no longer afford to neglect myself. It helps that my husband and I are on this path together.