Personal/Health

After 16 months of carefree livin’, it was quite a shocker to see Aunt Flo today.

No one noticed my new glasses today. And I thought I looked sexy.

Maybe I look too sexy.

I managed to make it to yoga class the other night. I was so surprised at myself - I went up in headstand pretty easily! I haven’t been doing yoga regularly since I had the baby and I was’t very disciplined before that. It’s a confidence builder to know that I can still do it.

Thanks for all the positive comments and emails I got in regards to my body blues post. I love you all!

I’m 7 weeks postpartum. And slightly depressed.

I can fit into a few pairs of my pregnancy sweat pants, a pair of sweat pant shorts that have always been too big and one pair of size 8 jeans I picked up at the thrift store. How am I going to be able to go back to work when I, literally, have nothing to wear? I can fit into about 5 oversized t-shirts and just a few pregnancy tops. I did not expect that I wouldn’t be able to fit into any of my pre-pregnancy clothes, especially tops. Part of the problem is the increased size of my chest, but the other part is finding tops that allow for easy breastfeeding access. Most of mine don’t and are too tight anyway.
We took a nice high powered walk yesterday- how many more of those before the inches start to come off my thighs?

Gah! I am so frustrated! I hate having nothing to wear. It does nothing for my somewhat eroded self confidence.

“blogging is bitching”

At the peak of my pregnancy, I was just shy of 150 pounds. Almost four weeks after the delivery, I seem to be holding steady at 130 pounds.

I used to scoff at the fact that maternity leave was treated as short-term disability. I mean, you’re getting the six weeks to feed, bond with, and otherwise take care of the baby, not because it’s a medical condition, right?

After having been through the birth, however, I think that kind of “pelvic floor trauma” definitely counts as a major medical procedure and weeks of recovery are indeed warranted.

Pregnant? Here’s my advice for you, in no particular order.

Exercise
I was lazy. I coasted by on my current level of fitness, but now I’m seeing that 9 months of sedation isn’t the best way to get you excited about geting back into shape after gaining a good 30 pounds or more. I’m sure I’ll regret not having been more active. Get a basic prenatal exercise plan.

Noppies
Buy a few pairs of Noppies trousers. These are the most comfortable pants! Admittedly, they’re a little high-maintenance (I use the hand-wash cycle and they need to be ironed after drip-drying), but they make me feel like a million bucks. Once you start fitting out of your regular clothes, you’ll pay more to feel good in your maternity clothes. Money spent on nice maternity wear is actually money spent well.

Underwear
Cotton underwear, and you’ll want them in a larger size than you normally wear, I think.

Ch-ch-ch-changes
Avoid the following while you are pregnant

Buying new shoes
With your feet swelling and your bones spreading, now is not the time to get a whole new shoe collection. Granted, you may discover you have no choice after the baby comes if your feet don’t go back to the size they once were. But until you know, don’t invest too much in preggo footwear.

Getting your vision checked/ordering new glasses
Did you know your vision changes during pregnancy? I can definitely tell that. I need to have an annual exam but I’m waiting till after I deliver.

Buying new rings
Again, what with all the swelling, now is not the time to get a ring sized. I’ve given up on everything but my wedding band, which I’m sure I couldn’t get off if I tried.

I know that ‘rents read my blog, so I’m sorry but I’ve just got to say it.

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

My trusty, sexy spaceship-navigator glasses broke this morning. The temple just snapped like it was made of spun sugar. They’re about 4 years old, so they’ve certainly seen their share of wear and tear. But there was no indication they were unhappy or had a fault line ready to rip open. Just “pink” and that was it. Honestly, there wasn’t even any noise.

And what lovely timing. 

I straightened my hair and dressed nice. Well, the latter was mostly because I have a training at work today, but that was convenient, wasn’t it? My hair is so unruly when it’s not straightened, I did not want to frighten her. Of course, it’s raining so it’s already starting to warp. It was stick-straight when I left the house this morning. My hair is incorrigible!

Hehe, you can see my balance ball in the background - that’s my normal chair here in my office.