Friday, May 27, 2016


I FINALLY got in to see a midwife in my clinic for my 6 week, turned 9 week, postpartum checkup.  (Can you believe it's been that long already?)  I almost called and cancelled as I had to take both my babies with me and it was pouring down rain in the middle of a thunderstorm and basically nobody in Clarksville knows how to drive.  But I went anyway...

I've felt GREAT with this recovery compared to what I went through with my first pregnancy.  I was up and walking around within 12 hours of delivering.  I think I definitely overdid some of what I did that first week.  Too much walking and not enough resting.  And I can't say that the first six weeks didn't have their moments where I just had to sit down because my head was spinning.

Mostly all of the symptoms I experienced the first six weeks have gone away.  I'm still feeling random bouts of back pain that seem to center around where I got my epidural, but nothing compared to the back pain I had while pregnant.

I'm back in my pre-pregnancy pants.  Well, most of them.  I'm five pounds away from my pre-pregnancy weight.  For the most part I feel good.  I can't say my entire wardrobe is fitting the way I want it to, but it is a process.  I am hoping to drop some more weight through breastfeeding.  But I know with the second baby, it may not fall off of me as easily as it did with Grace.

Regardless... I'm not putting pressure on myself to lose a bunch of weight right now.  My life is 100% chaotic and there is no time for much of anything because when I get a moment to sit and rest, I take it.  When the kids are asleep, I have other things to do like clean up from the day and I don't know, have some much needed ME time.

Nobody tells you before you give birth just how long and difficult the recovery process is and can be.  It is almost more challenging than the nine months of pregnancy.  For the first week or more your insides feel like they are super confused on where they are supposed to be.  You bleed so much you may think you are dying.  Plus you'll be sore.  Especially if you need stitches.  I remember being so frustrated after giving birth to Grace because the simple task of bending over in the shower to shave my legs made me feel like something was tearing and I thought I was going to pass out.

My best advice for new moms: take the help.  In the hospital, lean on your nurses when you are feeling it.  At home, lean on your family for both physical and emotional support.  Don't be too proud to say yes.  The more time you spend off your feet during recovery, the faster and easier things go.

I'm relieved this round has been all around better.  And being able to reach my toes, carry what I want and bend down easily is something I promise to never ever take for granted.

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Friday, May 20, 2016

Five on Friday

It's late Friday evening.

Isn't it funny how Friday nights go from the night to go out, drink and stay up late, to just another night only separated by the lack of alarms for the husband and one more episode of whatever you are binge watching at the time?  Sometimes growing up only reflects in the small things.... like a Friday night at home with your family and waking up well rested Saturday morning.

This evening.. I am adding blogging to my crazy Friday night.

--Things with Diesel, our crazy 9 week old puppy, are getting easier.  He really is a fantastic dog.  Already doing REALLY well in his obedience training.  His potty training is slowly improving and although he still isn't leaving Grace's toys alone... and he is still using everything including my toddler to teeth on... he spends more time sleeping then causing havoc.  Bonus points for the five hours he let me sleep last night between potty breaks.

--I just finished binge watching Gossip Girl, again.  I am still just as obsessed this time as I was last time.  I've started into Nashville, and while it took me awhile to really get into it, I'm almost done with season one and hooked.  Yes, I will admit I have a binge watching problem.

--A week or so ago, Rob and I really made an effort to meet our neighbors.  The family that just moved in across the street is a fellow military family and her husband is currently deployed.  And the family next door was outside in their backyard and witnessed us losing Piston.  Not our finest moment but definitely made it so we share something with them.  I'm hoping to extend an olive branch this weekend and invite them over for BBQ soon.  We are going to be here for another 2 and a half years, so we might as well know the people surrounding us.

--We can't wait for next weekend, Memorial Day, as our military best friends are coming up from Georgia to see us!  They came and saw us last year after we moved here for Veteran's Day and they are coming up again this weekend.  This time my husband should actually be off though and I expect it to be just like we never left, plenty of shenanigans to be had.

--I spent the afternoon rearranging our living room and I now have an insane desire to move furniture around in other rooms, or redecorate, or something.  Maybe this will be the weekend I add a bag of mulch to our front flowerbed.  Or finally take a board and make one of those welcome signs for the front door area.  Big plans being made this Friday evening... which I am sure will be cast aside come tomorrow morning.

But I am rolling with it this weekend.

Happy weekend my friends!

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