My first postpartum run.

You know how I write now?  I hunch over in my bed, Liam in plain view in his pack-n-play, usually after I get him to bed for the last time, close to midnight.  I like it.  I wonder what writing and being creative might look like once we sort of get on a better schedule.  But since he was born, this seems to be the time that I can get anything done for me that I’d like to get done.  Which honestly usually means texting my friends, having a glass of wine followed by a crap-ton of water, trying to shower, and doing nothing else that I’ve meant to do all day.  Oops.  I’ll figure it out one of these days, right?

So I’ve been running for a few years now, and though I’m like super duper passionate about being active in general, running is something, that though I don’t do it fast or particularly well, seems like a natural state of being for me.  So it kind of broke my heart into a million pieces when, in the middle of my pregnancy, I developed some major pubic bone pain (I affectionately referred to it as vagina bone pain), which rendered me pretty unable to run.  I was in the pool, I lifted weights, and I did everything else to get my heart rate up to bring my baby boy into the world in the best way I could, but running was really painful.  So I looked forward to getting back into it at some point after I had Liam.

I was (am) under no false assumptions, and I was (am) not willing to hurt myself for the sake of saying that I ran three days after I gave birth.  Plus there was no way physically that I could have done that because I was in a haze of nausea, sweat, exhaustion, and nursing my swollen bits back to health.  PLUS I WAS TENDING TO MY CHILD. Which, let me tell ya, changing diapers and nursing, especially in the beginning, is this neverending pattern, and you look up, and the day is over again for weeks.  So I walked, slowly at first, and then a little faster.  And then, one day last week, the baby happened to be asleep around the time when Austin came home from work, and I just felt like I might be okay to try running again.  My boobs were empty enough, so I strapped one a good bra, put a supportive tank over it, and left Austin with Liam for a few minutes.  And duh, I was already wearing my uniform, a pair of Lululemon tights I alternate throughout most of my pregnancy, a nursing tank, and a pair of Brooks from their heritage collection so cute, that people think I actually may have some semblance of style.  Which…I’m trying, ok?

Okay, so anyways, I felt like I wanted to try, and that I could try, so I went out.  It was slow, and I felt sort of bouncy, but it didn’t hurt, and it came back to me just like (ugh cliché time) riding a bike, or typing a password into your gmail, or getting into your house when you’ve been drinking a ton and you shouldn’t remember how to get in, or what your alarm passcode is, but you manage, and even plug your phone in before you go to bed.  I did a little over a mile, and I sweated probably about as much as I did the day I had Liam, but I did it!

When I was done, I literally felt on top of the world.  I really questioned at some points whether I’d ever run again, just based on the amount of pain I was having, and I think the answer is going to be absolutely yes, if I’m smart about it.  Obviously, I’m not running a marathon next week, or even next month.  But I’m getting to run for fitness again, and will run a trail again, and build up to where I’m able to bust out miles and miles for funsies with friends.  And that’s a really really exciting feeling.  I don’t have running FOMO anymore!

That said, God willing, I’m going to try another short slow one this weekend if I can get Liam Neeson to hang out with dad for a few minutes.

What are you up to this weekend?

 

34 Weeks

Baby is the size of a:  Pineapple.  I’m drinking a tropical(ish) smoothie for breakfast, so I’m tying it all in.

Due date: Sept 3rd, 2016

Total weight gain:  I am not really super duper into being a crazy person about my weight right now.  I am just over 25 lbs, last doctor’s visit.

Sleep:  Sleeping a bit less because I’m getting up more like two times a night to go to the bathroom.  I try and make sure that I go the second before I fall asleep, but my bladder really can’t handle more than what seems like a teaspoon of of anything in it.

Best moment this week:  We went on our hospital tour the other day, and it looked good.  It was nice, on the tour I found out they have bathtubs to labor in, birthing balls, and squatting bars.  It was nice, it seems like I’m going to be able to labor however feels best instead of being strapped down to the bed.

Food cravings:  More of the same, not anything crazy.  And not a lot of everything.  Last night, I really wanted some ice cream cake, so me and Austin went and got one (speaking all in British accents).  I ate a slice, and I’m taking the rest to work so I don’t eat it all.

Food aversions:  Too much of anything.  I’ve said this about a million times before, but I cannot overeat.  The second I even think about it, I feel horrible and it feels like food gets stuck like at the top of my stomach/bottom of my throat.

Symptoms:  The pelvic pain is like omg.  I was able to get in the pool and that helps tremendously, as well as laying down with a yoga block under the small of my back, and continuing to avoid split-leg exercises.  That means a lot of faking while demonstrating lunges, and a yoga block for pigeon pose.

Looking forward to:  My baby shower is this weekend!  And Harry Potter and the Cursed child is out this weekend.  AND DCAC is the following weekend.  A lot in the next few weeks.  And a baby at the end of it all!

ICYMI…

32 Weeks31 Weeks29 Weeks27 Weeks26 Weeks25 Weeks24 Weeks22 Weeks – Changing it Up!21 Weeks (A little late)20 Weeks – Halfway There19 Weeks…it’s a…18 Weeks17 Weeks16 Weeks15 Weeks14 Weeks13 Weeks12 Weeks

31 Weeks

Baby is the size of a:  Coconut.  That seems HUGE to me!

Due date: Sept 3rd, 2016

Total weight gain:  I go to the doc this week, and have really avoided the scale.  Not for any reason – I’m very much over the fact that pregnancy leads to weight gain.  It is what it is.  I’m just not obsessing over it.

Sleep:  I am definitely definitely sleeping, but still going to the bathroom constantly.  I got a suggestion a while back, that perhaps I should consider drinking less water.  I will classify that was potentially the worst advice I’ve ever gotten lol.

Best moment this week:  My brother and Austin painted the baby’s room on Saturday, and the color ended up being amazing.  My mom asked me “who helped you pick that out” and I was like…::side eye:: ME!

Food cravings:   Ew…food.  Lol, for me pregnancy has never been a time of insane hunger and appetite for me.  The smaller my stomach physically gets, the less I can eat, and if I try to force it, I either get reflux, or this feeling like there’s food sitting in the bottom of my throat.  The key is small, frequent meals, and I generally avoid foods that would irritate my stomach in real life.  Fried things and dairy in particular are a no for me.

Food aversions:  See above.  🙂

Symptoms:  Eh.  Nothing too drastic.  I’m telling you what, the chiropractor is KEY.  If you’re thinking about getting pregnant, put your little money aside so that you can go to the chiropractor and get a prenatal massage.  Pregnancy isn’t meant for you to feel like shit 24/7 for the duration.  There are some enjoyable bits.  Like my skin finally looks really nice.  There are others, but that’s the first one that came to mind.

Looking forward to:  The pool this week.  I need to get in it.  The baby is gaining weight, and I need to get some of this weight off.  You never realize the difference a few pounds can make, or a few pounds in a certain area of your body, but it definitely shift things.

ICYMI…

29 Weeks27 Weeks26 Weeks25 Weeks24 Weeks22 Weeks – Changing it Up!21 Weeks (A little late)20 Weeks – Halfway There19 Weeks…it’s a…18 Weeks17 Weeks16 Weeks15 Weeks14 Weeks13 Weeks12 Weeks

My workouts

So I’m sitting on the couch, in desperate need of a shower.  This weekend was really cool, I will recap tomorrow.  But today, this morning, I ended up subbing a BodyPump class for Grant in the morning, and then I took a little break and taught a Total Body Strength Class at the Y for one of my instructors, who is really awesome, but I think she’s dropping her kid off at camp that day.

Which, btw, camps started yesterday and it totally makes me sob.  I love camp so much, and there’s this irrational part of me that found myself daydreaming about what it might be like to teach a few classes up in Pennsylvania.  Then I remember that I’m pregnant, and I’ve been referring to myself at Tilikum, and that the last thing a bunch of kids wants to do is hang out with a knocked-up 30-year-old.

Anyways, I’m gross, because after those two classes, I made sure that me and Austin hit a few laps around the neighborhood so that I could make my 10,000 steps, and while I was out there, I got to thinking that I’m really grateful – even though I’m in my third, I still classify the first trimester as probably the worst I’ve felt in my entire life.  I mean, I still have 12 weeks, so things can go downhill, but for the moment, I’m really seizing these moments.

So, my workouts during this time…

First, I’ve been really surprised at how I’ve been able to maintain some type of teaching schedule.  I kind of thought by June I would be done, but here I am in June, and I’ve been teaching things.

Things I Have Not Really Taught Lately

  • Step
  • Bosu
  • Really anything high-impact

More than anything else, high-impact is really disturbing to my bladder, and it also feels like me and the baby fighting for oxygen sometimes.

Things I HAVE Taught, and Feel Really Good About

  • Cycle
  • Toning/Total Body Strength
  • Body Pump <-Feels amazing

MY Workout

So in addition to the things that I’ve taught that feel good, as far as MY workouts, I am really focusing on strength, short short short occasional runs, and I walk every day in order to get all of my steps.  I truly think that despite some of the fatigue I had, especially in the beginning, doing something (not necessarily Crossfitting or anything hardcore if that’s not your jam), like walking, slight jogging, or lifting weights in ADDITION to my thyroid medication has been the only thing that has propped me up and kept me from keeling over during most of this pregnancy.  I really really hope that during subsequent pregnancies, I am able to stay so active so that I don’t feel like I’m dying of naps all day, but I am crossing my fingers that this holds out as long as possible.

What workouts did you do on this absolutely scorching weekend?

17 Weeks

How far along:  17 Weeks.

Baby is the size of a: Turnip.  Turnip for what ::cue Lil’ John song::.

No seriously, I barely know what a turnip is.  This one is a little lost on me.  This other app I use says white onion.  So white onion.

Due date: Sept 3rd, 2016

Total weight gain:  I will weigh in this week.  I have not stepped on the scale in a long time, but my clothes fit okay.  Except my bras.  This week I’m putting in an order for a few new sports bras and going to Soma for a new real bra.  I can’t squeeze into these old ones anymore.

Sleep:  Sleep is good.  I am always waking up to go to the bathroom early on.  Even when I nap.  Which this week, was a crap-ton.  Seriously, I slept all day on Good Friday, and part of the afternoon on Saturday.

Best moment this week:  I went to Step after my class on Tuesday evening, ran on Thursday, and then ran again and cycled on Saturday.  My energy comes in waves.  I am learning to completely take advantage of these pockets of energy.  Which is why I’m writing on a Saturday night and not passed out.

Food cravings:  Nope.  Since I had a good long weekend of eats last weekend, I really chilled on it this week.

Food aversions:  Not really.  Smells are kind of ick to me .  I ate a bowl of veggies with my dinner, and left the bowl on the desk I’m working on.  The smell is irritating me.  And it’s just like snap peas.

Symptoms:  Still really profound pockets of fatigue.  But they are mixed in with some energy.

Looking forward to:  The usual.  I feel like I’m really caught up at work, so time to catch up more on reviews for my team and stuff.  Makes me feel like a real Beyonce when I can be pregnant AND work AND work out at the same time.  Doesn’t always happen.  But feels cool when it does.

And in case you missed it…

16 Weeks

15 Weeks

14 Weeks

13 Weeks

12 Weeks