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
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Should I have talked to my midwife about my shoesize?
A very dear friend of mine is not yet a mother but reads a lot about baby care, childrearing and at least partially because of my experience she reads about the pelvis and its role in pregnancy and childbirth. On Christmas Eve she opened a very thoughtful and lengthy email with a link to the … 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
Guess what I can do
Guess what I did yesterday? I used an elliptical machine for six minutes! Six. Whole. Minutes. I started out slow and Amy adjusted the machine so all I had to think about was moving my legs. We talked through what it felt like, I adjusted my feet on the pedals so my left hip didn’t … Continue reading
The levy is broken
When I was barely 16, our town flooded. The Flood of 1997 in Grand Forks, North Dakota was the second time in my life that something that happened to me caused me to go into survival mode. It seems the experience of separating my pelvis during childbirth (officially, the condition is known as diastasis symphysis pubis) and … Continue reading
Don’t let my situation scare you
A friend I have known for years is expecting her first baby. This is very exciting and I was thrilled to visit with her today. I learned that she is having some discomfort in her back and hips. This entry is for her because as I thought about it I realized had I known someone … Continue reading
Suffering is optional
I’ve talked here before about the power of positive thinking. It’s tough. But it works for me. Sure, there are people who think you’re a pollyanna or something when you look on the bright side. But the alternative is dreary and dreary is very bad for me. Yesterday, one of the Twitter followers for @SeparatedBirth … Continue reading
All patched up and ready to go
There were days I thought what happened to day never would. There were many excruciating days before my pelvic reconstruction surgery to repair diastasis symphysis pubis sustained during childbirth. And on many of those days in the months after our son’s birth in January 2012, my husband and I wondered if I would ever get … Continue reading
Taking it up a notch
Amy really made me kick it up a notch on Monday at physical therapy. And today I physically feel pretty amazing. This has been a weird few days emotionally, but physically, I haven’t felt this good muscle burn since I was training for the half-marathon. I have a new series of exercises to do at … Continue reading
A Royal baby
News broke yesterday of a baby for William and Kate, Duke and Duchess of Cambridge. I reacted to this news, which tabloids have been speculating about since probably the day after the world met Pipa’s hind-end, in a way that surprised even me. I burst into tears. At work no less. For the second time … Continue reading
Separated at Birth 