When I was in college I could get from one end of campus to the other in much less than the 15 allotted minutes between classes. I’ve always been someone who walks with purpose. Even early in my eighth month of pregnancy I walked faster than my husband. This week we’ve both been hobbling along. … Continue reading
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Pain vs. adrenaline
When people ask me if the effects of my diastasis symphysis pubis hurt more than labor the answer is obvious. YES. To me, labor didn’t hurt until I felt that awful tearing burning sensation that was my pelvis separating. Up to that point labor didn’t hurt even the way breaking my nose hurt. It was … Continue reading
Brace and wait
Wear a brace and wait. Until last month, that was my entire treatment plan. The brace should push everything back together, I was told, and as my hormones (Relaxin) returned to normal the pain should cease. In most cases this is true. I’m not most people. (And neither are the approximately 100 women around the … Continue reading
Answer of the day
I just had a great, uplifting conversation. I called the breastfeeding clinic at our local hospital to check on the safety of bloodthinners and pain meds for the little guy. Our family doctor gave me a recommendation, but I’m a journalist by training and I thought another expert opinion – from a certified lactation consultant … Continue reading
I HAVE TO
If it wasn’t for moving I could have had surgery today. My surgeon schedules operations only on Wednesdays and Fridays. Today, he’s fixing someone else. Maybe several other people. My turn will come in 15 days. Days are as important to me now as they were when the little guy first was born. On his … Continue reading
They don’t call it LABOR for nothing
Even when I got up to walk for the first time I wasn’t thinking something awful had happened. I knew it hurt a lot to walk, that it was basically impossible to walk with a normal stance or stride. Continue reading
Rewind 198 days
About two hours before I saw my son’s face for the first time, my pelvis separated. That was 198 days ago, Jan. 22, 2012. Luckily for me, the initial tearing, stinging, burning and throbbing that came with this rare injury soon was overpowered by the most overwhelming rush of love and incredible joy that I … Continue reading
Separated at Birth 