I am going to sleep with my heating pad tonight. Pretty sore for the last two hours or so and I’m again going to blame the weather. We’ve got another strom – and the potential for a foot of snow – on the way. But I needed to take a minute to recognize that Feb. … Continue reading
Filed under post-surgery …
Playing in the snow
It has been a crazy week here in “Oz”. We got more than nine inches of snow on Wednesday night into Thursday morning and more Thursday afternoon. It closed our campus for Thursday and Friday. And that meant this new momma who grew up in North Dakota got to take her little one to play … Continue reading
Six months later
It has been six months since my first blog post. No, this will not be a confession of any kind. But it will be a chance to reflect on how different things are for my husband, the Little Guy and me. On August 5, when I started this blog, I was awaiting surgery to repair … Continue reading
Sleep, where are you?
Ever sense my first real EMDR appointment last week, I haven’t been sleeping well. I’m not having nightmares, I just can’t STOP until around 1 a.m. And I have no clue if the therapy and this problem are related. Like the Little Guy, I have always been a good sleeper. Once I’m out, I’m out. … Continue reading
Happy Birthday
It’s just after midnight on my son’s first birthday. I should be overwhelmed with joy right now. Instead, part of me wishes I could throw a plate through a window. I’m angry. I’m sad. And I’m weak right now. I’m angry because I feel like I got cheated out of the first nearly 10 months … Continue reading
Lessons from my son
They say a parent is a child’s first teacher. I hope that proves true for me and my 11-month-old son as he grows. I’ve been thinking a lot about this lately because I’m about to start work on a master’s degree. (My first class starts in about 30 minutes.) What I can say for sure … Continue reading
I will never forget
Because of her, I will never forget that I am awesome! Do you remember how great it felt to get mail when you were 9? Before you got bills and surveys and credit card applications. Remember what it felt like to get a birthday card or the once in a blue moon post card. I … Continue reading
New Year. New me?
This time last year I was very pregnant. I ate a typical American diet, although I was paying attention to nutrition because of my unborn son. I had stopped exercising regularly because I had a regulation-sized basketball trapped under my ribcage and couldn’t do much of anything comfortably. The right side of my lower back … Continue reading
Wild Thing
In an effort to ensure my pelvis remains strong for the rest of my life, I’m taking a yoga class. I’m a bit more than four months post pelvic reconstruction surgery and about three weeks shy of a year from the day I separated my symphysis pubis during the natural birth of my son. From … Continue reading
First class
It’s January 3, 2013. The holidays are behind us, there’s lots of cold weather still ahead of us and I wake up everyday feeling the responsibility of keeping myself well. Today, I did something new in that effort. I attended my first ever yoga class. The class was small, three other women, me and the … Continue reading
Separated at Birth 