Yes I am! 5 months along.
I'm 22, and I would like to think a girl can dream. I still play rugby! I would say I'm fairly agile... I don't know for sure. Thankfully money has never been a big issue with our family for reasons I won't disclose

And yes- it most likely is hormonal...
but its so fun to watch... so pretty
With a brand new baby, some things are off the table. I called it dropping out of the land of the living for 2 years. Everything I did was all about my baby and it will be for you too.
I'm not going to crush your dream. Get a horse. Get a horse that is gentle, absolutely calm, the kind that you can put out to pasture for 4 months, then saddle up and ride and he is still the same horse. Many horses will nut up and act crazy if not ridden often. You don't know how to ride. Your first horse does not need to be a hot head, chomping and tugging at the bit ready to RUN. Look at it this way, a calm gentle horse for you to learn on, then becomes a calm gentle horse for your child to learn to ride on. Make sense?
The blue eye that is in my avatar belonged to Joe's Tuff Bars, the absolute love of my life. He appeared in a neighbor's lot, cut up, skinny, standing 3 legged, head hanging almost to the ground and lower lip hanging loose. I came home from work, got out of the car and was drawn to the fence like a magnet. That skinny horse saw me at the fence and limped slowly to me and put his head over the fence for me to pet him. Instant love.
My new husband saw this and my excitement when I talked about this horse and the big smile on my face. Every day I was at the fence to pet this horse. Turned out the horse didn't belong to the neighbor, it belonged to a friend of his and one day when he came to feed the horse, my husband was there. He bought the horse. Joe was mine.
Joe was 7 years old. He was an old soul, calm, gentle, not spooky, practically nothing ruffled him. Over the years, there were times that I didn't have time to ride very often, due to work. It didn't matter, Joe was the same, day in, day out, ridden often or not ridden for months. I joked that he had 2 speeds, slow and stop. He would give me a good gallop or brisk trot, but was hard for a non rider to get above a fast walk. He was safe for anybody to ride. He was my baby, my heart horse. Other horses came and went, Joe stayed. We had to put him down August 2020, at age 32. BJ and I bawled like babies.
You need a Joe.
My two favorite guys. Both of them big guys, white haired and blue eyed. Both of them carried my heart away with them.