Sunday, March 11, 2012

Yes, I'm still alive...

Just a quick note to let you all know that I am still alive. I've been rather busy and just haven't made time to blog....I had my forth child 3 months ago, you know (as if a baby 3 months ago is still a valid excuse).

So the measuring and weight loss stalled, and that was frustrating so I stopped measuring. I'm pretty sure there is something wrong with my tape measure. The weight has finally started moving again, thank goodness. I also returned to work a month ago and am loving it. The transition went incredibly smoothly and I'm so happy to be back.

I've been running and have recently started seriously training for my first half marathon of the year, that is just about 30+ days away. I ran 9 miles yesterday and IT WAS ROUGH. I'm just happy to be walking around this morning. I won't be competing in the TriFAHL sprint triathlon that I had mention because it is the same weekend as my half. After running a boring, painful 9 miles yesterday I have no idea how I could stay motivated to complete 26...we'll see how that all pans out.

How's the baby, you ask...
He's adorable, cool, sweet and awesome. He's a smiley, chubby little booger and we love him to death...all of us!

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

New Year, New Me

It is that time of year again...but I'm not setting any resolutions, only making healthy life choices. I think resolutions can be over done sometimes. I'm not trying to start something that I've never done before, I'm just getting back in shape after having a baby and living a healthy life.

Sunday marked 4 weeks post-delivery and last night was my first visit to the gym. It is always hard to actually get myself to the gym but once I'm there it always feels so good! Although, hitting the new circuit machines after an 8+ month absence from the gym presented its own challenges...some of those machines are so hard to figure out...and I thoroughly enjoy looking like an idiot while trying to figure them out! By the time I got home my whole body ached and continued to ache until this morning.

To hold myself accountable I'm putting it all out there:
(per http://www.healthstatus.com/calculate/ideal-healthy-weight)
Ideal Weight Range: 139-173 lbs BMI Range: 19.5-24.9
Weight: 160 lbs
BMI: 23
Waist; 34 in
Hips: 40.5 in
Thighs (R/L): 23.5/24 in

My goal is to lose 1% of my weight each week. If I can do this I will be at ~152 lbs (about 3 lbs lighter than my pre-baby weight) on Feb. 5th, my 30th birthday. I don't have an end goal weight that I'm going for; however, the 135-145 lbs range would be nice. But, muscle weighs more so we'll see. Here's the thing, the hubs tells me there are no more babies in my future and I'm turning 30 in a month. There's no time like the present to get in the best shape of your life...so this is my attempt at it.

My other "non-resolutions" are my redemption Go! STL half-marathon in April. It is a redemption race because last year sucked so bad...I'd like to remind you that I was pregnant during last year's race and didn't know it. Also on the list are the TriFAHL Sprint Triathlon in April, Bridge the Gap half-marathon in May, and my first full marathon (hopefully Chicago) in October.

Here's to 2012! May it bring you (and me) tremendous health and happiness!

A brief reflection of my feelings post-delivery...

Life as a mom is totally different for me these days. I'm not sure if it is due to being 3 years older and more mature than when my other kids were born or if it is from the natural, unmedicated delivery or even the fact that I'm nursing...but it is definitely different this time around. I feel like I care more (not that I didn't care before!), like I'm more patient with Hogan, like I'm more emotionally connected to him. It is a great feeling but makes me feel so bad that I didn't have this strong of a feeling with the others. It could also be that I know he's our last baby and I am trying to enjoy the whole experience of nurturing him. He's a really good and snuggly baby...so that probably has something to do with it too! I've always tried to avoid spoiling my babies because I'm a selfish mom. I really like and enjoy sleep and I want my kids to sleep on their own, in their own beds. I like to be able to get things done and not have to constantly hold/rock a baby...but it is getting hard with Hogan. I just want to hold and snuggle with him all I can, and he loves it. He loves me, I think I'm his fave, and it is an awesome feeling!

I must add an update to my previous post regarding my labor and delivery experience. Hogan's delivery, although it was super fast and exciting, was the most terrifying thing I had ever experienced (at the time). I can look back now and enjoy reliving it in my mind, but at the time I was completely terrified as it was so fast I couldn't even grasp what was going on, let alone prepare myself mentally for the natural process of childbirth that was taking place whether I wanted it to or not. I was not in control of anything that was taking place. I wasn't pushing on my own will, my body was pushing whether my mind was ready or not...it was crazy!

I also look back and laugh because I had tried to prepare myself as much as I could by reading my natural childbirth book and really trying to understand what emotions and thoughts I would have during this delivery. I wanted to make sure I could keep myself calm and take each contraction 1 at a time...needless to say, that didn't happen. I had taken honey sticks with me that I could eat throughout my labor if/when I needed more energy. I ate them after the delivery ;) I had also downloaded calming childbirth music to my iPod that I didn't get a chance to listen to. Poor Craig, I had questioned him periodically during the last weeks of my pregnancy, making sure he was ready and confident that he could "coach" me through the tough times...I didn't even have the chance to look over at him as my eyes where glued shut and my head was turned in the direction of the nurses...the poor "coach" was ignored!

Of course, being 4 weeks post-delivery, I have forgotten the pain (but remember the intense sense of being traumatized) and am thriving on the tremendous feeling of accomplishment!