tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60090552169015146092024-03-18T07:53:32.893-06:00Bringin' Becky Back...It's the familiar story: Girl gets married, moves to the big city, gets the big job, and discovers that office jobs = extra pounds. Time to lose the extra weight, gain the confidence, and bring back the Becky that we used to know and love...Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08619494956104008413noreply@blogger.comBlogger378125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009055216901514609.post-15125240033469421492019-07-21T23:47:00.000-06:002019-07-21T23:47:01.372-06:00Still Alive!Oh geez. It's been FOREVER since I've popped on this blog. The only reason I am right now was because I wasn't even sure I remembered my login and wanted to see if I still had access to my account! Whoops!<br />
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Anyway, I am alive! And now I have 2 beautiful boys, aged 4 and 6. Life is awesome and Harvey has healed so well from his accident (I also am posting so I can move those awful pictures further down the page). You can't even really tell he was burned unless you look closely. I am so grateful for that miracle!<br />
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As you probably expect, I've had a tough time losing the weight after my babies. But I'm actively working out and trying to get back into shape. I post to a shared instagram called @frumpyfitnessfriends if you want to see those adventures. Each day I am getting closer to where I want to be! Follow along if you want. The support of the blogging world was always so motivating back in the day!Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08619494956104008413noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009055216901514609.post-79639186661726269262014-06-05T11:21:00.003-06:002014-06-05T11:21:32.200-06:00Healing with HarveyI'm sorry for the lack of posts lately. I have a lot on my plate! But the good news is that I am being active and am also counting calories. I am down 5 lbs from my highest weight. I am happy about that! I'm just taking each day at a time, and not letting it all stress me out. In the grand scheme of things, it's okay if it comes off slowly. <br />
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I thought that I would share my page that I made for my son and his story. For those of you (all two of you!) that still read this blog and wanted an update on our situation, you can find all the nitty gritty details here:<br />
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I post on there at least weekly with photos and updates. Check it out if you feel so inclined. The more people that know his story, the less little babies that might get hurt by being burned! That's the goal anyway... :)Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08619494956104008413noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009055216901514609.post-76063882916619918222014-03-25T16:54:00.002-06:002014-03-25T16:54:31.973-06:00When Your World Falls Apart (Warning: Graphic Photos)So I disappeared. But I had a very valid reason to suddenly vanish from the face of blogland. My son was involved in a major accident at home and we ended up in the Burn Trauma Intensive Care Unit for nearly a week. He had 2nd and 3rd degree burns on his face, neck, chest, back, and arm. It was the worst month of my life. He avoided skin grafts by nothing short of a true miracle. They thought he would definitely have to get them, but he managed to heal up on his own. It took over 6 weeks for his wounds to close, but we are finally in a place where we don't have to do daily wound care. Both mama and baby are VERY happy about this.<br />
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I will be creating a separate blog that details his journey (and my own) because I don't feel like a weight loss blog is the most appropriate place to lay all the gory details out, but I did want to post something on it to kind of explain where my head has been. To say my focus on my health went out the window is an understatement. It seemed so silly to me to be worrying about extra fat on my body when suddenly we were worried about skin grafts, scarring, and breathing issues. Now that we are a bit further out from the trauma, I have refocused and want to be healthy so I can play with my little boy like he wants and deserves. However, I have a month of stress eating to recover from.
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Pretty much a mother's worst nightmare. He was badly scalded by some hot food from a crockpot that fell on him. Horrible horrible horrible. He has several years of recovery ahead of him, but his scarring should be minimal. The doctors don't think his face will scar which is a straight up miracle as it took the brunt of the burn. God really does listen and answer prayers. His arm will be scarred and he will have to wear a pressure garment on it for a couple years to try to flatten potential scarring, but given the extent of the burn (25% of his body) we feel pretty dang blessed that this is the worst we have to deal with. </div>
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So that's where I've been. And now I am just trying to get back on track and eat good clean food and move my body. Scale said 174 this morning. It is what it is, and I will get myself back to where I used to be soon enough. Somehow the weight gain doesn't seem quite as devastating to me as it used to. :)</div>
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This has been on my mind a lot lately. It sometimes becomes a daunting task to look at the work that has to be done in order to achieve my goals. I get discouraged and think I will never make it so I just give up. But in reality, the time is going to pass anyway. I might as well dedicate that time to improving myself. Maybe it will take 5 years. Maybe 10. But SOMEDAY I will get there.<br />
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Speaking of goals, I've got some:<br />
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I have got a LOT of work to do. I am basically starting from ground zero on both my strength and my cardio. I'm still not cleared to run, but I have been power walking each night after I put my babe down to sleep. I've also started doing Crossfit during my lunch break. I am SO sore and am SO happy about it. I may not reach these goals this year, but SOMEDAY I will reach them. I just have to keep striving for it!</div>
Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08619494956104008413noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009055216901514609.post-82567513893708809082014-01-27T14:19:00.000-07:002014-01-27T14:19:06.307-07:0021 Day Sugar Detox: RESULTS!It's been 21 days, and on all but one day I was sugar free. I had a small cheat when a friend made us homemade bread for dinner. She didn't know we were detoxing and I just didn't feel it was worth it to throw away her hard work just for a perfect three weeks. Some may choose differently, but I felt it was the right thing to do in the situation.<br />
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Anyway, let's get to the fun stuff! How did my body like being without sugar for three weeks? After seeing the results, it is safe to say my body loved it:<br />
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If you add that up, it ends up being 14.25 inches lost. I'm most happy with the change my waist made! I can definitely feel the difference of those now-missing 4.5 inches. I will confess that the day before I took my measurements I had actually weighed in at 178 lbs but just couldn't bear to post that weight as it ties with the highest I have ever weighed (other than while pregnant). So all in all, I am VERY happy to be dropping down back to a place I am happy with.<br />
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So what's next? Well, the detox ended yesterday but I am still sugar-free as of right now. I like the way my body is responding to the lack of sugar, and I believe I will continue on this course and only have sugar when it is a special treat. I think if I can keep eating clean and really get back into working out, I might be able to hit my big goal.<br />
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Oh yeah, my big goal! I would love to be down THIRTY pounds by my THIRTIETH birthday! That would be from my starting weight of 178 which would put me down to 148. I will actually be happy around 150, but 28 by 30 doesn't have the same ring to it! ;)<br />
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It's going to be a LOT of work and dedication, but I'm motivated. One, I want to be back to a "non-overweight" weight range according to the BMI. Two, I want to fit into the bulk of my wardrobe again. Three, I am sick of being out of breath doing simple stuff. And four, and most importantly, I want to be in top fighting shape for when I get pregnant again. I do not want to have another pregnancy where I can't work out. <br />
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Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08619494956104008413noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009055216901514609.post-34000595075956250072014-01-15T09:19:00.001-07:002014-01-15T09:19:13.040-07:00Week 2 of the Sugar DetoxI'm almost halfway through the sugar detox! And let me tell you, the end of last week was rough for me! I wanted treats in the WORST way! But I persevered and this week has been MUCH easier. Thank goodness! Too bad I have a massive cold and have been laid up in bed. I wanted to start exercising this week, but it looks like that has to be put on the back burner for a few days.<br />
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In keeping with the theme of sugar, I saw this video today and thought I would share it. It definitely explains some of my behavior regarding sugar lately. I'm even more glad now that I am doing this detox!<br />
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I'm also seeing great results on the scale! That is very encouraging. So if you are thinking about starting this detox, I definitely recommend you bite the bullet and go for it! You will be happy you have done it.<br />
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My oh my. Life gets away from you sometimes, doesn't it? I haven't posted since October and I'm pretty sure that's the longest I've ever gone without an update. And you know what they say: silence on a blog is never a good thing!</span><br />
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So what's been going on with me? I've officially finished physical therapy as of Monday (woot woot!!) and am cleared to start an "aggressive power walking routine" which just makes me chuckle. I've never really considered power walking to be "aggressive" although I do know it can be a great workout. So I will be starting that shortly. In the months of being unable to be active, my weight increased far more than I'd like to admit. I've found that in order for me to truly be successful, I have to combine working out and eating right. If I'm not working out, I tend to eat far worse than I would if I was. I know that isn't logical, but that's definitely the way it is for me!</span><br />
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Now that I am in the clear, I have also started to get my diet back on track. To kick it off, I am doing a 21-day Sugar Detox with Hubster. It's a gradual detox so you don't just cut everything out at once, which makes me happy because I am clearly addicted to the sweet stuff after the holiday season. Here are the "rules" of the program:</span><br />
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So what is the Graston Technique? I had never heard of it, but after getting it done to me I decided to research it a bit more. This is what I've found:<br />
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That sounds nice and wonderful, but the reality is that they take a scary looking metal tool with sharp edges and push nearly as hard as they can on the sorest spot on your injury and <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=spG68XvP_5U">literally grind/scrape away the scar tissue</a>. It takes all my willpower not to scream/kick at them or cry. I frequently leave the appointments with bruises.<br />
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I am pretty sure it is the most painful thing (other than childbirth) that I have voluntarily gone through while awake. I think it would be bad enough on a healthy tendon, but that area on me is currently sore just to touch so having that much pressure applied to it with such a sharp edge results in quite a bit of pain. However, I keep going back for more because it really does seem to be working. I can feel more mobility in my tendon, and the "bump" of scar tissue I had on the back of my tendon feels smaller every day. I am REALLY hoping this works for me, for several reasons! One, I am more than ready to get back to being active. Two, it really freaking hurts so I would hate to go through it for no good reason! :)</div>
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I have another appointment with my podiatrist (separate from my physical therapist) on Monday to see how much longer I need to wear the boot. Even if I get the approval to take it off, my PT wants me to gradually taper down from wearing it so I will be in it at least 6 weeks total if not more. I must admit--this is taking much longer to heal than I expected! However, after reading <a href="http://kineticsportsrehab.com/treating-achilles-tendinosis-with-graston-technique-in-seattle/">this article</a> I am beginning to understand why just resting the tendon and not working out did not do anything to alleviate the pain. I'm just glad I finally went to the doctor when I did so that I wasn't having to wear the boot throughout the winter! I just wish I would have gone earlier so I might have been able to actually get outdoors this summer. Oh well, you live and you learn!</div>
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So that's where I'm currently at. I will keep you updated! Oh, and don't let my pain talk scare you away from this technique if your doctors think you need it done. The actual "grinding" part only takes about 5 minutes of the appointment and it really does seem to be working. For me, the pain will be more than worth it once my injury is healed!</div>
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Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08619494956104008413noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009055216901514609.post-52829268533851073952013-10-02T11:20:00.003-06:002013-10-02T11:20:50.700-06:00Booty Call!So now my little monster is 7 months old and crawling all around. He's adorable and I love him so freaking much. He keeps me on my toes!<br />
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What have I been up to for the last month? Well, we took a week long vacation to Lake Powell at the beginning of September. That is a great time to visit the lake because the water is so warm, but the temps are a bit cooler (around 90 instead of 100+). Well, that is how it USUALLY is, but for some reason we got to experience 105 degree temps during the week! It was HOT, particularly with no A/C and having a baby with us. Good thing the water helps keep us cool! Baby Boy was totally a champ and really enjoyed himself down there. He loves the sights and he definitely loved swimming! I think he went through withdrawals when we left!<br />
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Do you know what else is up since I lasted blogged? You guessed it...my weight. I somehow managed to gain TEN POUNDS in Lake Powell. I'm not even sure that is physically possible, but somehow it must be because it happened. I thought that originally it must be salt bloat, but it clearly is not. I've lost a few of those pounds but I am still wavering between 167 and 168 pounds. I'm not pleased about that.<br />
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Additionally, my plans to work out have also hit a snag due to lingering tendonitis in my achilles. You may remember I struggled with both achilles tendonitis and plantar fasciitis last year. I've finally had enough of the pain and went to a podiatrist. He has me in a boot for the next 5 weeks, along with some intense physical therapy. I am really hoping to get this fixed once and for all!<br />
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<span id="goog_183134143"></span>Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08619494956104008413noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009055216901514609.post-56121661527957516902013-08-26T09:21:00.001-06:002013-08-26T09:21:30.387-06:00An AddictionI'm addicted. I'm addicted to soda and have been for a while. At work, we have a soda fountain that is free for all employees meaning I have unlimited access to my drug of choice. As a working mom with a baby who doesn't sleep through the night, that glass of caffeine each day was a blessing and a way to get through the hours and stay awake. But it is not healthy for me (or for baby after I did some research) and it is time for me to stop. Cold turkey. No more soda for me.<br />
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Part of me is very sad about this. I seriously love the stuff and wish so badly that it was a magical drink that did your body good. But alas, it is terrible for me (both diet and non-diet) and I know this.<br />
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The rest of me is proud I finally have the strength to make this decision and put my health first. I will be better off both mentally and physically for making this choice. While some people might think this is a simple choice and it's stupid that it should even be hard for me, others will understand the addicting side of soda and relate. It's a bit bizarre to associate so much happiness with a beverage, but that's what I've done and need to move forward from now.<br />
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I sure love this little boy!Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08619494956104008413noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009055216901514609.post-19953396694318247242013-08-21T14:49:00.002-06:002013-08-21T14:49:28.167-06:00Hard to Get in the GameUggghhhhhhh. Getting back in the mentality of losing weight sucks! It's so much easier when you are already on the bandwagon and doing things out of habit. <br />
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I weigh the exact same as I did last week. No progress. And I only have myself to blame. <br />
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My excuses that I used throughout the week:<br />
<i>"I'm too tired."</i><br />
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But in reality, those are just excuses. The truth is that I didn't place priority on myself and I <i>wanted</i> to make the unhealthy choices because they are more "fun." Eating healthy and working out isn't currently "fun" to me, and until I make the switch in my brain and get back to finding joy in choosing to be healthy I won't be successful. <br />
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Trying again this week...fingers crossed for better luck.Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08619494956104008413noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009055216901514609.post-72893856206831798632013-08-12T17:04:00.002-06:002013-08-12T17:04:55.354-06:00The RealityFinding motivation to lose weight and be healthy after having a baby is hard. Unexpectedly hard. All I want to do is snuggle my baby and spend as much time with him as I can. I work from 8-5 and when I come home, I want to spend my time focusing on my son so that he knows that mama loves him. However, I also want him to have a mom that is healthy and can keep up with him. He's already trying to crawl at 5 1/2 months so I know this boy is going to be a mover! And I don't want to be the mom sitting on the sidelines watching; I want to participate!<div>
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Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08619494956104008413noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009055216901514609.post-50455917923343065122013-06-10T10:16:00.000-06:002013-06-10T10:16:03.726-06:00The Honesty of ChildrenI loooooove my nieces and nephews. They came into town this weekend and stayed with us for a couple of nights. We went to ball games, had a BBQ, and did a little bit of shopping. The weather was perfect all weekend, and we really enjoyed having them up. <div>
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I have a ultrasound photo of my little boy hanging on my fridge. My nephew commented and said "Oh how cute, it's your baby when he was in your belly!" My niece, with her adorable little face and big brown eyes (she's 4 1/2 years old) looks up at me and says "Oh fun! That's him when he was in your belly! He's not in your belly now, but <b><i>it still looks like you have a baby in your belly</i></b>! You don't, but it still looks like you do!"</div>
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She was so sweet. She seriously said it two or three times like it was no big deal, just a fact. She didn't mean any malice by it and you could tell she had NO intention of saying anything hurtful to me. She probably would cry if she knew it had made me sad. But the reality of the situation is, I DO look like I still have a baby in my belly. Darn that extra pouch! I fought back the tears and decided that I needed to make the best of this decision. I can delude myself into thinking I look great for just having had a baby, or I can man up and face the mirror and realize that I don't like what I'm seeing and that I need to work HARD to put the brakes on and make sure that I don't end up as a permanently overweight mom. I want to be able to keep up with my children and play hard with them! Plus, my little boy is getting heavy and I want to be able to lug him around without feeling like my arm is going to break off!</div>
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So, good news and bad news. First, the bad news: I gained weight. Gross. I weighed in at 164 lbs on Tuesday. Yikes. Apparently all those calories that are being burned by breast feeding aren't enough to compensate for a bad diet! (duh) Now the good news: I am working out each morning at Hubster's Crossfit gym and I am loving it. Minus the fact that I get my butt handed to me daily, it actually is quite a lot of fun. If you think nearly vomiting is fun. ;) But in all seriousness, it's been good to get back at it. I am seriously weak, but I know that it is temporary and one day I can be proud of the weights I'm lifting in the gym. I'll get there soon enough!</div>
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Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08619494956104008413noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009055216901514609.post-32209681134522712212013-04-05T15:26:00.000-06:002013-04-05T15:26:03.843-06:00Baby Boy's Birth StoryWow. Time flies by so very quickly. I've been trying to write this post for the last three weeks, but somehow I just haven't had the time. Being a mom is surprisingly time demanding! :)<br />
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This post is more for my own memory rather than being something that the blogger world will care about, but I started this blog to use it as a journal and I'm going to continue doing that!<br />
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As you might know, my due date was February 27th. That assumed a 40 week gestation period, and I had learned in our birthing class that the average woman usually delivers around 41 weeks and 1 day if she is left to her own devices and doesn't get induced. For my own personal reasons, I really didn't want to get induced. I wanted Baby Boy to come when he was ready to and not when I or my doctor wanted him to. Because of that, I always assumed he would be born sometime during the first week in March. I was kind of hoping for 3/1/13 or 3/3/13 just because I am weird and like fun numbers, but I definitely didn't think I'd have a February baby.<br />
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On the morning of February 27th, I had my 40 week prenatal appointment. They "checked' me and I was dilated to a 3 and effaced to 80%. I had had some contractions the night before and had thought I might be in labor, but they had stopped the second I fell asleep and I hadn't had any more that morning. The midwife asked me if I had a history of fast labors in my family. After thinking about it, I really couldn't say that I did. my sisters all delivered around the average of 12-18 hours. My mom had fast labors, but I wasn't sure that she tracked the timing the same way they do now. My midwife commented that my body had already done a lot of the work so I might get lucky and have a fast delivery. I laughed and told myself to plan on the exact opposite; no woman wants to get her hopes up for a fast delivery and then labor for 24+ hours!<br />
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After my appointment, I went to work and had a typical work day. I only had one contraction while at work and it wasn't even painful. I could just feel my abdomen tightening up. That was okay with me, though, as my doula's son was getting married on the 28th and I was on strict orders not to have a baby that day because she wouldn't be able to help me! I knew that if I went into labor that afternoon, I would be laboring into the 28th.<br />
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On the way to the hospital I had remarked that I wasn't sure I was going to be able to have a natural (unmedicated) birth. The pain was super strong and I was worried I wouldn't be able to handle it. I was really hoping that we would arrive at the hospital and they would tell me that I was dilated to an 8 and nearly ready to push! However, once they got us checked in they informed me that I was only dilated to a 3 and 80% effaced. That was EXACTLY what I was at that morning without being in labor. Talk about discouraging!! I really thought I was done for at that point. Luckily my doula told me to brush it off and ignore the numbers because I was physically and emotionally way farther along in labor than my body was showing. </div>
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Time passed (very weirdly, I might add. I had no sense of time during my labor. It passed really really quickly, which surprised me) and eventually they checked me again. I was at a measly 6. A SIX. If I could've screamed I would have. I felt like I was going to rip apart with each contraction. At this point, I truly felt that my dream of a drug-free labor was lost and that I wouldn't be able to hack it. They were measuring my baby's heart beat and were worried it wasn't responding the right way, which meant I might have to have a C-section. I will admit my stupid brain thought "YES. If I can have a C-section I don't have to deal with this awful pain!" However, I knew well enough to know that a C-section was the last thing I wanted. Luckily, baby's heartbeat started responding right and they didn't push for it.</div>
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<p>I am happy to say that physically my body has bounced back from pregnancy very well. I'm one of the lucky few that never got any stretch marks during pregnancy. I had heard that sometimes they show up after the birth, but I have been super lucky and have avoided that fate. Thank you, genetics!</p>
<p>I'm also really happy to say that I'm back to my pre-pregnancy weight. I weighed in this morning at 162 lbs. While that is definitely not my goal weight, its nice that I'm not having to fight to lose baby weight on top of the weight I already had. I am, however, quite a bit squishier than I was before!  I'm looking forward to tightening things back up. With the super nice spring weather we've been having lately, I've been taking walks in the park. It's a good way to get my body ready for the real work headed its way in a few weeks!</p>
<p>My body is healing well from the trauma of actual labor. I'll write the birth story soon, but I did actually have the natural birth I wanted. It was fast and incredibly difficult. I'm glad it worked out the way I wanted, though. I will cherish that memory for a long time. The moment I got to hold my son in my arms for the first time was absolutely incredible. Definitely life changing!</p>
<p>Well, that's my update for now. I am typing this from my phone while a certain handsome young man sleeps on my chest. I just love being a mom!</p>
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Born 2/28 at 2:40 am weighing 8 lbs 4 oz and 21 inches long. I never knew I could love anything so much!Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08619494956104008413noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009055216901514609.post-10964270526790610112013-02-21T15:21:00.001-07:002013-02-21T15:21:05.593-07:0039 Weeks Later--What's the Damage?Whoa.<br />
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<b>I am less than a week away from my due date.</b> I'm going to be a full-fledged mom in such a short amount of time. It's getting real up in here.<br />
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As I approach my final week(ish) of pregnancy, I have marveled at the dramatic changes my body has undergone. My once mostly flat belly is now as round as a beach ball (which my two year old niece truly thought I was hiding under my shirt!). My boobs are huge. There is no way around this fact--they seriously grew several sizes and I'm terrified because I hear that they are about to grow two more. Help me. And my bones have literally shifted to make way for baby's arrival. Being pregnant is kind of insane. <br />
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After looking at how different my body looks now versus before, <b>I can't help but think about the upcoming journey that is headed my way--getting back to pre-baby weight and shape.</b> While it has been nice to be more relaxed about calorie counting and exercise the last few months, I am ready to get back into a place where I am actively trying to improve myself and become stronger. And to do that, <b>I need to look at the current damage and assess goals.</b> So how did my pregnancy go for me?<br />
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Unfortunately, I don't have measurements from back in May when I got pregnant. As you might remember, I had gained some weight back after injury and weighed in at 162.2 on the day I found out I was pregnant. That means <b>I have gained 23.2 lbs during this pregnancy</b> which is right where my doctor wanted me to be. They have been very happy with my weight gain and healthy during this pregnancy, and have commented on it every time I've come in. I must admit, it has been nice to hear. <br />
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<b>However, you can see that I have put on weight in areas other than just my belly.</b> That is partially due to the awesome swelling I'm experiencing right now (no wedding ring for me!), but I know that some of it is related to the extra fat you put on during pregnancy for baby. And as always, it went straight to my thighs. Booo. Oh, and to my boobs. Again, they are gigantic--growing 4 inches?? How is that even possible??<br />
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So what do I plan to do about the weight gain? Well, I plan on being smart about it. I'm told that the average woman loses an average of 12 lbs on the day she gives birth. Over the next week or so she loses about another 5 in water weight. The rest, however, only comes off with hard work and dedication. Keeping in mind that I shouldn't start a workout program for 6-weeks after baby, <b>I plan on starting out slow and building momentum until I can be working out at full effort.</b> I can't wait to go for walks in the sunshine with my baby. (<i>Dear Utah--I said sunshine, not snow!</i>) Once I'm cleared for exercise, <b>I will be starting Crossfit at Hubster's gym.</b> I'm looking forward to the challenge and for adding some needed muscle. Car seats aren't light, much to my dismay. I need some muscles to be able to haul my baby around!<br />
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<b>I would also like to get back to running, but in a more manageable way.</b> As much as I loved my marathon and the half marathons I did, I have lost ALL of my endurance training and need to start over from scratch. I would love to run a 5k this year and hopefully a 10k. It really depends on how much time I have to dedicate to both Crossfit and running. And I want to stay injury free. All the injuries I've had from running have really tainted the wonderful experiences I've had with my races. Injuries are discouraging and really demoralizing. So 2013 will hopefully be an injury free year!<br />
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<b>With the renewed dedication to health and physical activity, you can expect me to be more vocal on this neglected blog of mine!</b> I have really missed the blogging community and the inspiration I get from each of you. While I've been pretty much radio silent on both this blog and with commenting, please know that I have kept reading all of your journeys and have been so impressed with all of you (even if you are going through tough struggles and aren't impressed with yourself currently). I can't wait to be a part of this active community again!<br />
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In the meantime, I will enjoy my final days spent with this view:<br />
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Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08619494956104008413noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009055216901514609.post-31343444590095811592013-02-13T16:57:00.003-07:002013-02-13T16:57:43.294-07:00Two More Weeks...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Ummm...that's not a very long time! I'm getting nervous and so excited!! Ready or not, here we come...Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08619494956104008413noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009055216901514609.post-68993353649749152182013-01-24T13:57:00.001-07:002013-01-24T13:57:52.910-07:00There was this one time when Google deleted my blog......and it took a long time to get it reinstated. But good news, folks--I am not a spam blog! Hooray!<br />
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Anyway, I'm back. And I know it has been SEVEN weeks since I've posted so I've got to apologize for that. I hadn't realized it had been so long, and once I did realize it my blog had been shut down so I couldn't post anyway!<br />
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So what have I been up to? Baking a baby. Can I just say that time has REALLY flown by with the holidays? <b>I'm over 35 weeks along now which means I have barely over a month until I will have a wee babe in my arms</b>. CRAZY!!! <br />
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I'm feeling good for the most part. I've had some pretty incredible back pain (read: inability to walk when it hits) that comes and goes, but other than that I've had a pretty easy pregnancy. <b>I did get sick with the flu for two weeks and then a sinus infection right on top of it for another two weeks</b>, so that has been less than ideal. I normally don't take drugs when I'm sick, but I seriously would've taken anything available had I been able to! I was miserable and desperate! Getting sick while pregnant is no joke!<br />
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So with only 5 weeks to go (give or take), I am officially freaking out. You guys, I am going to be a MOM. It's so hard for my brain to comprehend that. I know I've had 8 months to prepare, but geez...it feels like it snuck up on me! I am assuming this is normal, but I hope it goes away soon! I'm so excited for our little guy to show up, but nervous as heck because I feel completely clueless.<br />
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<b><i>Anyone have any good advice for a first time mom?</i></b> PLEASE share it! <br />
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Oh, and regarding my weight gain--I'm currently sitting at 179.8. It's surreal to see that number on the scale again, but I haven't freaked out because there is a major difference between baby weight and fat weight. I did a comparison. Check it out:<br />
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I weighed nearly 12 lbs less than I currently do when I started this blog. However, you can tell that the weight distribution while pregnant is significantly different than the weight distribution from being overweight. I am smaller everywhere but my boobs and waist! Most of my measurements are actually the same as they were before I got pregnant (minus the boobs and waist of course). I feel really good about that. I am hoping that I won't have too much extra pregnancy weight to deal with once I have the baby. Since I started my pregnancy overweight (162.2 lbs) I am trying very hard to stay within the recommended guideline of gaining only 15-25 lbs. As it currently stands, I've gained 17.6 lbs. <b>With only 5 weeks to go, I'm hoping that I stay within the healthy range!</b> I think it is doable. I'll keep you updated!Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08619494956104008413noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009055216901514609.post-70791262789866161422012-12-06T10:37:00.001-07:002012-12-06T10:37:48.497-07:0028 WeeksI seriously can't believe I've been pregnant 28 weeks. Time is flying by ridiculously fast, and I find myself completely unprepared. I have so many things I need to get for this little one! Good thing I can take advantage of some after Christmas sales here in a few weeks.<br />
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I figured it was time I updated this blog with another belly shot. I have not taken hardly any pictures this pregnancy! It's not because I don't want to document it (I actually really really do!), it's just that it's a pain to take self photos and Hubster is pretty busy and isn't around when I remember to actually take a photo. Fail! In any case, here's the latest pic from this week:<br />
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I am still feeling like a champ. I'm not super uncomfortable yet (though I do have my moments), and my hormones are still really level. I haven't had any crazy tears or emotional freak-outs, which I guess is pretty rare. I'm sure that my hubby is grateful for that little miracle! <br />
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My weight continues to go up (duh) and I'm currently sitting around 172 lbs. Luckily, it appears to all be baby related weight as I can still fit into my pre-pregnancy pants (though I would NEVER wear them because that's just plain uncomfortable on the belly). It's been a good way to make sure that I'm not gaining any "extra" weight that isn't good for baby. It's hard to look at the scale and see it climb (way harder than expected), but it's good to know it's all for the baby boy and that the doctors are very pleased with my current weight. According to my midwife on Tuesday, I am "having a very healthy pregnancy." YAY!<br />
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The most eye opening part of this journey for me so far is how large I feel currently, and how I've actually been bigger than this before and didn't realize it. My belly feels HUGE to me (and I actually keep running it into things because I misjudge the size--fail). However, I once again measured my belly and it currently is the same width around as it was when I weighed 168 lbs and started this blog. <b> I just can't believe I had that much sitting on my waist and I didn't realize it.</b> It's kind of horrifying how disconnected I was (and still can be) with how I actually looked. The shirt I'm wearing in the pic above isn't a maternity shirt; it is just one of the shirts I bought during my heavier days. I have a LOT of shirts that fit me now that I wore during my heavy days. It's been really, really eye opening to me. It serves as a good warning that weight can sneak up on us and that our eyes can be liars and we may not look as good as we think we do. I certainly didn't think I was packing around the equivalent of a 6-month pregnant belly on me at that time. What's crazier is that 168 wasn't my highest weight and I had more fat on me prior to that. I just wish I had measurements to compare with!<br />
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<i><b>Have any of you ever experienced the "lying eye" that tells you you look better than you actually do? Or worse, the opposite that tells you you look terrible when in reality you actually look great?</b></i> Please tell me I'm not alone in having this problem.<br />
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Also, can we discuss how it is currently December? How the heck did that happen? I seriously feel like we just started 2012. I must admit that I am looking forward to the holiday season and snow falling at Christmastime. It's been raining in Utah for nearly a week, and the temps have been in the 50s to 60s. That is NOT Utah winter weather. I don't love snow, but I do like it during the holiday season so I say, "Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!" and then melt off after January...ha!<br />
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<br />Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08619494956104008413noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009055216901514609.post-58395270116453452962012-11-27T13:05:00.002-07:002012-11-27T13:05:52.059-07:00I Miss Running*sigh*<br />
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I miss running. A lot. I dream about it. I think about it. I yearn for it. <br />
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I can't believe it's been over a year since I last ran a race. 2011 was the year of races (5ks, 10ks, half marathons, a full marathon, and 3 Ragnars). It seemed like every day of 2011 was spent training and focusing on an upcoming race.<br />
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2012 has been the year of waiting. Waiting for my feet to get better. Waiting for my tendonitis to disappear so I could get back to running. Waiting for my little wee one to show up! Admittedly, waiting for my little boy to show up is MUCH more fun than waiting for injuries to resolve themselves!<br />
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I regret not being able to run right before I got pregnant. I think that running during this pregnancy would've been awesome for me, and I have truly missed my ability to do so. I won't make the same mistake next time.<br />
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I'm already planning 2013 out. Obviously, my days of nonstop epic races are going to be behind me, but that doesn't mean I can't still go out and train for a 10k or even a half marathon. I love both of those distances, and I'm really looking forward to training for them in 2013. It will be interesting to see how different it is to train while nursing a newborn and being sleep and time deprived! I think it will be worth it. <br />
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Unfortunately, I will be essentially starting from scratch after my baby is born. I haven't consistently ran in a year and I know that I have lost pretty much all cardio stamina. Additionally, I'm pretty sure my body is going to be all sorts of torn up after pregnancy and that my core strength (and alignment) is going to be all out of whack. I want to start slow and build my base correctly. I am really hopeful that it won't be a super painful process!! <br />
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<i><b>Does anybody have any experience or advice on coming back to running after a pregnancy? </b></i>I'm interested in the best way to go about it. I'm definitely out of my element here! All I know is that I am really looking forward to a lot more moments like this in my life:<br />
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Nothing quite like the feeling of getting suited up in your running gear to go conquer the world. Only a few more months and I can be back at it!!Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08619494956104008413noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009055216901514609.post-27893707292364667702012-11-06T12:26:00.002-07:002012-11-06T12:26:47.878-07:00On My MindFirst off, I can't hear the phrase "on my mind" without thinking of this beautiful song by Kalai:<br />
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Enjoy. His <i>Acousticism </i>album is beautiful. Go check it out (particularly <i>Divide Me</i> and <i>Shotgun Blues</i>).<br />
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Anyway, there's been a lot on my mind lately but I haven't really taken the time to post. I know I promised that this wouldn't become a pregnancy blog, and I will admit that most have my thoughts lately have been related to being pregnant so I have felt like I couldn't post! However, I remembered that I started writing this blog for me as a way to document my feelings and my journey and that shouldn't really stop just because I'm pregnant. If anything, I should utilize it more! So here I am. :)<br />
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<b>First off, being pregnant is insane.</b> It is both awesome and terrifying all at the same time. The human body is incredible. Every time I feel my little boy move inside my belly, I am struck by how incredible and insane that actually is. It seriously feels like I have a little alien inside me! But I love it.<br />
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I've been blessed to be able to feel my little guy move really well due to how my placenta formed (why is the word placenta so gross to me? I have no idea...). I felt him first move in Australia when I was 17 weeks pregnant. I was watching Mythbusters trying to stay awake just a half hour longer (hellllllo, jet lag!) when I felt a "tap tap" movement in my belly. Sure enough, it was baby boy. Hubster was lucky enough to feel him move at 19 weeks. And now, at 23 weeks, <b>I can actually <i>see</i> him move in my ever-growing belly.</b> THAT is weird. Awesome, but so very weird!<br />
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Additionally, I've been thinking a lot about the actual birth process. Oh my. That's a terrifying concept. However, at the recommendation of my doctor, I signed me and Hubster up for the Bradley Method birthing classes. I am SO glad that I did. I've never been a huge fan of medical interventions (which is why I take FOREVER to actually go to the doctor when injured!!), so I have been looking for a more natural approach to birth than what is typical in hospitals these days. I'm so glad I live in a time where I have options that I can choose for myself. <b>My current plan is to go as natural as possible</b>--no medical interventions (no inducing, epidural, etc.). I'm sure it will be very hard, but I think the benefits outweigh the pain. Wish me luck!! This is a big deal!<br />
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Also, I'm training for birth (related to the above). My birthing class instructor has me doing special exercises (squats, pelvic rocks, butterflies, kegels, etc.) specifically designed to strengthen the muscles involved in labor. It's weird to be training for something other than a running race, but I suppose it makes sense to train for birth when it really is the most strenuous exercise a woman's body will likely ever go through! It also helps me feel more prepared for the big day. All good things!<br />
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So what's going on that is non-baby related? Lots! We just finished getting all our carpet replaced and painting pretty much entire house. Holy cow. That was much harder work than expected! My aching back was not quite prepared for it! But now our house looks lovely. SO worth the effort! I'll post before/afters once our house is fully put back together. Right now it is in a transition state.<br />
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I also went up to Idaho for the annual Spud Harvest event. It felt good to be back on the farm, even though I couldn't help out with the process. I did get some fun pictures while up there. I love time on the farm!<br />
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I tried to upload more, but my internet is being glitchy today. These two will have to suffice!<br />
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I'm headed to the doctor for my 24-week appointment. I'll try to get some new pictures of my bump to share soon. It is growing SO much lately! <br />
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Any of you tried the Bradley Method? I'm interested in feedback!Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08619494956104008413noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009055216901514609.post-16166646637583993482012-10-23T11:13:00.003-06:002012-10-23T11:13:44.707-06:00A Comparison--Measurements in 2010 vs TodayNow I know what you are thinking--it seems a bit crazy to compare measurements from when I wasn't pregnant to when I am. BUT, I kind of wanted to see how differently my body was distributing my new weight and see where the changes were (and weren't) happening. Plus, I figured it was a good gut check to make sure I really am being healthy in this pregnancy. So today I hopped on the scale and busted out my measuring tape. I was really really surprised by the results!<br />
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Crazily enough, I actually have a measurement back from 2010 where I weigh *exactly* what I weighed in at this morning. I figured that I couldn't get a better comparison than that! I plugged in today's numbers fully expecting that my belly would be significantly larger than back in 2010 (cuz, duh, I'm preggers) but surprisingly, I was still smaller on almost every single measurement (except boobs...not really a surprise there). I couldn't believe it!<br />
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I was really really happy to see that even though I am gaining weight, I am doing it in a significantly different way than I previously did. Then I decided to compare my current stats with my most recent ones (taken in January). That was surprising to me, too:<br />
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My arms do look smaller to me (in a good way), and of course I fully expected my bust and waist to be significantly bigger, but I was surprised that there wasn't a bigger difference! My belly feels so big to me! It was reassuring to me that most other measurements stayed flat. So far, so good! It will be interesting to see just how much that "waist" number grows over the next few months. It certainly feels like it has grown more than 2.5 inches since January!!<br />
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<i><b>Do you ever take measurements? Are you a stat junkie like me who loves to look back and compare? Please tell me I'm not alone in this!! </b></i>Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08619494956104008413noreply@blogger.com3