I am officially 36 years old. While that may not be old old, I am definitely older. I am also almost in my seventh month of pregnancy with my seventh child. While that isn't as many as some amazing women, it feels like a lot right about now.
|Not as old as Sarah and Abraham, but feeling like it.|
This realization forced me to analyze the situation and helped me come to some conclusions. In the past 18 months or so I have had some significant lifestyle changes. First, we moved from the city to the country. Where I used to walk everywhere (bank, post office, church, parks, etc.), I now have to drive. While I work physically harder in the summer, mostly gardening, the winter provides much less opportunity for physical labor. Second, I moved into a single level home. I'm not running up and down stairs all day hauling laundry baskets. And third, my children are getting older and don't require me to carry them and all of their stuff around.
The lifestyle that used to keep me reasonably fit has been abandoned. I realized that I can longer rely on my every day activities to keep me in shape.
Do you think Sarah practiced prenatal yoga? I'm going to have to check out ancient Mesopotamian workouts.