Friday, May 9, 2014

Taking Stock



Tagging up here with a little list of things that make up my day.
 
Taking  Stock~

Making : Banana muffins with the boys
Cooking :Dinner
Drinking :Water
Reading: Sherlock Holmes
Wanting:Sleep
Looking: Forward to the weekend
Playing: Blocks with Macy
Wasting: Time...on the internet
Sewing: My abs back together...or attempting to
Wishing: For Pei Wei Dan Dan noodles
Enjoying: 75 degree weather
Waiting: For answers
Liking: A new, surprisingly nursing- friendly dress
Wondering: What I will make for dinner...every dang day.
Loving:
Exposed baby skin in little rompers.
Hoping: That this teething thing is going to give us a break
Marvelling: Colin's ability to laugh and scream in 3 seconds, all with real, viable emotions
Needing: Sleep
Smelling: Macy's guacamole breathe.
Wearing: Old Navy mid-rise rockstar jeans (my go-to) and a nursing tank. (always)
Following: Macy. She can army crawl now
Noticing: I need to childproof my house better
Knowing: There is a time and purpose for every season
Thinking: About mother's day and my Grandma
Feeling: Sore. A good, healthy muscle sore from finally getting in a workout groove with Fit2be.
Bookmarking: Strawberry Rhubarb recipes for the hubby.
Opening: Fun packages in the mail
Giggling: Colin's laugh makes me giggle
Feeling: Tired but content


I hope you have a great weekend and enjoy your family.

What are you taking stock of?

Saturday, May 3, 2014

The long road to closure...of my Diastasis Recti part 1

Let me just say that I have beautiful babies. I am admittedly biased and completely o.k with that, but those babes were gorgeous. And they caused a world of wreckage on my body.

I carried my kids large and in charge, straight out.

example:
 The day before I had Jack.

 The day I had Colin.


The day I had Macy.


Before I had babies, my stomach was not my "trouble" spot. I was more of a pear shaped and did not have to work very hard to have a flat stomach. When I had my 2 weeks c-section check-up after my first baby, I asked about all the excess skin I had and asked when it would go back to normal. I was told it would not, and to start saving for a tummy tuck. While a bit harsh, she was right. I was stretched beyond capacity. My once flat tummy was replaced by a dropping, puckered stomach that resembled a 95 year old.

At my 6 week check up, I was briefly checked for an abdominal separation that is called Diastasis Recti. I was told that I had one and that I just needed to do some crunches to close it up. I found an article in a Pregnancy magazine that talked about "corseting" up my Transverse Abs to help bring my abs back together. I tried it for a few weeks, but the mass amounts of soft flesh quickly discouraged me. I worked out, but I still had a pooch on my belly that was above my belly button. I had to learn how to dress a whole new body. Drapey, loose shirts became my best friend.

When I became pregnant with my second, I wanted to keep working out. I was told to keep up what I was doing, but to not worry about doing an ab work, since it wouldn't make a difference. I skipped most ab parts and worked out for most of my pregnancy.

After I had Colin, I was once again told that I had a pretty big abdominal separation and was given a name of a postpartum yoga instructor and told to not work out for at least 6 months, otherwise I could rupture my abs and get a hernia.

I waited the 6 months and wanted to do something gentle on my body, so I started with Pilates and yoga.  I did find a post baby "bounce back" video that was suppose to help repair my DR. I did it for a few weeks and than moved on. 

A year later, I noticed a lump that came out when I would bend backwards while doing yoga. It started to hurt and I had it checked. I had a hernia. We wanted to have another baby, so it was advised that I have surgery to fix it, so that it would not become strangulated while pregnant. I had an open ventral hernia repair from a rip in my abdominal wall.

While I was down 8 lbs from when I had Jack, I still looked pregnant. My body was getting stronger, but I had a pooch on the top of my belly button. I still wore loose tops and rarely belted anything. It was frustrating.

I began to research Diastasis Recti and abdominal separation while I was still pregnant with Macy. I was so frustrated with all the horrible advice I was given. I believe that I had a DR with Jack that never really healed through the rest of my pregnancies.

After I had Macy, I once again, had an abdominal separation. I was told to hold off exercise till it had gone down and was given a hand out on how to work with my transverse abdominal muscles. In the paper, it explained how certain yoga poses (downward dog and sun salutations) and crunches actually hurt the stomach and caused it to separate more. All the work I had done after Colin that I thought would protect me from a hernia actual was helping cause it. 

I was nervous and wanted to make sure that I would/could do it. I wanted to close my separation and be able to work out and not have surgery again. After reading countless stories about different programs on diastastis recti and how to close it, I chose to start the Tupler Technique.

It is a pretty intense program that works only with your stomach and nothing else. It is simple to follow, but you have to wear a splint 24/7 for as many weeks as it takes to heal your DR, so anywhere from 6-18 weeks. The brace is taken off only to shower or wash it. It  coincides with gentle ab exercises.

When I checked myself (and everyone, especially mothers, should check themselves) I had a pretty severe separation. Measuring from right below your rib cage as the top, at your belly button for the middle section and above your pelvic bone for the bottom.

They have you measure the width and the depth of your separation by fingertips. 
I measured:
2 1/2 fingertips at the top
4 1/2-5 fingers at the middle
3 fingers at the bottom.
 The depth, which is the connective tissue, was very deep, going 2 inches down.

Yikes.

So, I ordered the splint, learned the exercises and got to work.

I will explain more in the next post about the thoughts on the program and how I have started to work out again with an online workout program that has specific 'Tummy Safe' exercises in part 2. ( I LOVE  Fit2be exercises and you can find out about it here. )

BUT, I am around 16 weeks into my rehab and I have closed the top section of my separation, I am down to a 2 finger opening at the middle and have almost closed the bottom! There is hope!

 I have lost almost 4 inches around my belly, and that is simply muscles coming back together. It has nothing to do with the very minimal weight loss that I have had. I no longer have the bulging abs over my belly button and everything has started to flatten out, for the first time since I had Jack almost 6 years ago.

In the second part I will explain more about the the splint and my love/hate relationship with it, how I am working out with Fit2be and why and where I go from here.

Do you have any advice on closing your abdominal separation? Have questions? I will try my best to answer in the comments or at least direct you to a website, since I am no expert.







Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Firsts


First Easter basket for the baby! She may not be AS excited as her brothers, but she does don those bunny ears like a champ.



First Easter spent with family in 7 years! The boys loved their special egg hunt!




Macy and I missed the egg hunt in attempts of a nap. It was a failure, but definitely not the first vetoed nap by this little Miss.



The obligatory Easter best family picture! I sure do have a handsome crew.




Baby's first Easter dress, picked out by her brothers.


 



6 days after getting family all together for Easter, we all gathered once again.

This time is was because the first spring thaw had come through and the ground was no longer frozen. We were finally able to bury my Grandmother and have a small graveside service for her on a cool, sunny day.

It is not the first time that I have been to my grandparent's house since my Grandma passed away. I was there the following day, helping plan her funeral. I was there before the visitation and than after the funeral. It is sad. It is weird. It is normal. It is my grandparent's house.

But always that first swing of the door, the familiar smell, the glow of the wood, the sound of talking, that first step on to the threshold, it hits me like a load of bricks. I strain to hear her voice, to hear her beckon me in. That first step into the house takes my breath away. By the time I have put the carseat down, taken off little shoes and hung up coats, I have recovered and can breathe. But oh that first step, that first breath... it hits me every single time.

This grieving thing. It is a first for me. I have lost family members before, and I was deeply saddened and affected. But the loss of my grandmother is still processing in my heart and mind. Never before have I lost someone so close to me, so close to my heart, so intricately involved in my life.

I am so very thankful that I have the family I do, the grandmother I had, and the love that we all share for each other and those around us. It helps. It helps to heal. It helps to be able to watch my kids play outside with my Grandfather. For him to build the first bonfire of the season and sit and watch the embers glow. It helps to know that everyone is happy to be together, even if there is a gigantic hole missing. We all just miss her so very much. Family time was her very favorite thing. I know that she would be so happy to see us all together. And that makes me smile and miss her all the more. 

It wouldn't be the first time and it certainly won't be the last time.





Sunday, April 20, 2014

The Best Sunday!





Amazing grace
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost, but now I'm found
Was blind, but now I see

'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear
And grace my fears relieved
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed

My chains are gone
I've been set free
My God, my Savior has ransomed me
And like a flood His mercy reigns
Unending love, amazing grace

The Lord has promised good to me
His word my hope secures
He will my shield and portion be
As long as life endures

My chains are gone
I've been set free
My God, my Savior has ransomed me
And like a flood His mercy reigns
Unending love, amazing grace

The earth shall soon dissolve like snow
The sun forbear to shine
But God, Who called me here below,
Will be forever mine.
Song by Chris Tomlin


Happy Easter!

I hope that your Easter is filled with joy and peace, love and deep happiness. 

Friday, April 18, 2014

Friday Favorites: Easter!


Some of my favorites on this Good Friday:




Spending the day at the Detroit Zoo with my little family. We were given a membership for Christmas and this was the first nice weekend to go check it out. The boys are already plotting what we will do the next time!



Capturing a sweet moment when Daddy rocked his girl (and himself) to sleep.



Colin pulling a Joey and putting on 5 different shirts..and wearing them for the remainder of the afternoon.


A contemplative baby bunny with her little baby bunny.



And, of course, Good Friday.
There is something so powerful about it. The pain, the great suffering, the injustice and the betrayal that lead to death..and yet. And yet, it leads us to the Resurrection!
The heaviness of the Cross and the debt that was paid for me is a constant thought with me today, but those thoughts are always followed with a profound anticipation. Anticipation for what is to come. Anticipation for Easter morning.
I can hardly wait!

Friday, April 11, 2014

The Great Discovery

Colin has recently discovered the greatest word.

It has opened his eyes.

He is enthralled with the word.

It fascinates him.

What is this wondrous word, this great discovery in the vocabulary of a 3 year old?






Butt cheeks.

Technically it is two words.

But, to a 3 year old, it is the greatest of words.

It came out innocently. In a bathroom/wiping situation, Ryan casually said the words "butt cheeks" and Colin died laughing.

He than came running out to me, dropped his little Lighting McQueen undies, turned around and asked me with much excitement, "Mom! Do you know what these are called?" pointing to his little bum. "These are called...BUTT CHEEKS!! Like cheeks on your face but they are on your butt!!!!"

His little mind was blown.

Now, he will tell me how much he loves butt cheeks.

"Mom. Did you know that everyone has cheek butts...I mean, butt cheeks? Macy has butt cheeks, Jack has butt cheeks, Daddy has butt cheeks, even YOU have butt cheeks."

"Mom, I love butt cheeks more than candy."

"Mom.These are called butt cheeks and I love them."

The world is a wonderful place with funny words to discover when you are 3 years old.

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

It seems like yesterday...

Yesterday I was changing Macy in her room and Jack asked about a picture that I have on her bookshelf. He wanted to know how old it was. It was one of our engagement photos and it made me stop and think. 

What day is it?

Wait.

Tomorrow is April 8th.

I got engaged on April 8th, 8 years ago.

 Stillwater, MN. April 8th, 2006.

I kissed my husband for the first time 14 years ago.



Holy crap.

That is a really long time ago. We are getting so old. (Good thing he has the gray hair to prove it.)

It is funny how it seems like yesterday, yet so very long ago. We both have changed so much, endured love and loss, fought, came back together, moved, worked and laughed together. We created 3 beautiful children together.

I am glad I let you kiss me 14 years ago today.

I would say "Yes!" to you again, 8 years later.

Thanks for walking with my through this life, my love.